Papa ne mere kaan mein kaha ki mujhko dard ho raha hai…maine kaha kahan??..to unhone mera haath pakadkar apne lund par rakh dia jo full size mein kh...da tha….maine buddhi aunty ki taraf dekha to woh so rahi thi…maine papa ka lund apne haath mein kaskar pakda aur sehlane lagi…papa ne mere kaan mein kaha ki tumhe khujli nahi ho rahi??….Maine kaha bohot…maine papa ka haath ab apni choot par rakh dia aur unke kaan mein kaha ki yahan par…papa khush hogye….unhone apna haath meri skirt ke andar. No harm and no foul, it did not disturb him because its logic felt perfect. A professional in the field would be the perfect foil. His thoughts fired rapidly, a cascading chain reaction to achieve so simple an objective. He was particular; she must be slim, tall, and redheaded with pale skin and great breasts. His fingers skipped over the keyboard of his laptop, he peered at them with a determined lust.Restless for two hours, he executed his plan. He showered again and preened himself such was. They are mother and daughter aren't they?" Dent slowly nodded. "Thought so. You know that only increases their value don't you? Almost as much as if they were sisters. I know! I know! They aren't for sale, but you can't blame an old man for trying."Seeing the three of you together brings back memories of my home country. Back there it wasn't uncommon for master and servant -- we didn't call them slaves -- to be together and in love. In fact some of the best and longest lasting marriages were. . I know. Me too." Can we still be friends?" Yeah ... sure. We can still be friends." I know I'd like it to be more than that, but..." Merilee ... you want to think about what happened and why. You want to know if it could happen again." I understand. Thank you for talking to me. I'll probably see you around. Take care," she said, still with a timid, quiet voice I didn't recognize.After I hung up, I thought about her. I thought about her a lot. If only she hadn't gone behind my back with that.