”I thought I handled it pretty well. I didn’t want to make anything too obvious. My hope was simply to plant the seed. Her father liked looking at...her. If she liked him looking, she’d do the rest. She’d give him more opportunities to see things.But it didn’t work. Nothing more happened. The only thing I noticed was that she was following my advice, going out of her way to wear longer skirts and an older nightgown that hung to the floor. I was disappointed to say the least. At that point, I knew. My hand reaches down the bottom of your dress and lifts it up, my hand carressing the inside of your thigh until I reach between your legs and find my prize. I know you were wearing no knickers and my fingers instantly find the moist folds of your pussy. I rub my fingers along your snatch and they are instantly drawn inside, all the way in your honey pot, I make for your G spot and press lightly. You let out a moan as I start to finger you. My other hand still squeezing your breast. You push me. And before you get totally scared out of your shorts, if I'm right and you two have had sex, I have no intentions of breaking you guys up. Fancy's made her choice, and all I can do is accept it. Maybe you can't see that yet, but you will. Trust me, Son, you will."There was a long silence during which Jerry seemed to be torn between confessing and trying to hide an ill-conceived plan to keep the information from me."Umm, I'm not going to get out of here alive until I answer that, am I?" he. I was super excited because we had never gone camping before, in fact we rarely took any kind of trip, plus uncle Keith was awesome. He always let us stay up late and watch whatever we wanted on TV. Mom said she new a place not to far from where we lived that had trails for hiking, a lake to swim in and was far back in the woods. We were going to leave on the 11th and stay for three nights. I was so excited about the trip that nothing seemed to matter the next couple of days. I had even slacked.