You touched my hand and asked, "Are you really hungry? I have an appetite, sweetie, but it's not for food. Oh Babygirl, lets go somewhere more private... I want to make love you."I looked at you and flashed you a seductive grin and purred, "I'm not hungry at all daddy. All I want right now is you!"You left the waiter a tip, and pointed to your pants. It was apparent you were turned on by the tent in your trousers. I suggested that you walk close to me so no one would notice.We got in the car and. I didn't know how old,except he was older than my Dad which meant very old. He reminded meof that Ed guy on Johnny Carson, only he wasn't funny. He told me hewas my lawyer. He asked me a couple of questions about Maria, andabout what had happened. I told him as clearly as I could remember,but it was hard. I had to try to stop shaking when I thought of havingher head in my lap like that, when she went still.After a few minutes the old guy got up and went into the corridor,then came back with a. We're what I call top-layer friends. They wouldn't like knowing what's below the crust. I've got stuff buried so deep it even frightens me."We hadn't made love yet and I was surprised that he wanted to talk."Have you ever known anyone you could trust with that ... stuff?"He shifted his weight, pulled me closer, but didn't respond to my question."Would it help if the room were darker?" I prompted."Possibly," he said. I jumped out of bed and closed the bedroom door, extinguishing the light coming. I won’t say that I haven’t admired my son’s muscular physique and I have certainly seen Jim’s lingering glances at our daughter’s very shapely body, but there’s nothing wrong with that and we have not seen either of our children naked since they were about 10 years old.Until early last Saturday morning……We are all very busy with careers and school and so we employed a live in housekeeper about 6 months ago to clean, do the shopping and cook for us. In return for this we provide her with room.