"It doesn't look that gross" I said as I continued watching when suddenly I heard my dad say "Well maybe you should try it then". I really didn't know...what to say so I just smiled and shrugged my shoulders. Suddenly my dad reached down lifting up some of the covers near his feet. I was nervous but crawled under the sheets not really able to see much only knowing where I was by feeling his legs when my eyes eventually adjusted to the dark. Suddenly I was staring at my dads dick which was not. ."Official Secrets Act?" Grace whispered.I raised my eyebrows and shrugged my shoulders, "Bergqvist?"Neither life had anything like this, Daddy was 4F, worked at Melling Drop Forge at night and lawyered during the day ... or so he said.Or so he said!What the fuck?"Grace, David. Antler! Lunch! Wendy Burgers!" Daddy hollered from the salon, "Take off!"Grace said, "Race ya!" and was three strides away from the gangway and running like a doe in hunting season before I got untangled from the blanket. The place even hadFox cable. Meals were bought to her room and all she had do was pick upthe phone if she needed anything. But she was given no outside phoneline, internet access, or cell phone.The next day they did the run again. Then Cassie was taken to a gymwhere her instructor asked her to show him what she could do in a fight.There was no Sense and Kohai shit; the guy was an ex Marine and was thereto help her improve her already impressive fighting skills. He alsoshowed her how to use. We slept together again. In the morning, we each went to our jobs.That evening, I went to her apartment and met her there. I had knocked and she met me at the door with a kiss and tight embrace. “Darling Gerald, I’m glad you’re here. I’ve missed you.”I smiled. “I’ve missed you, too, Rachel. Looking at your brother just isn’t the same.” I grinned. “You have much better legs.”Irene smirked, “I like ‘em.”Rachel pulled me inside and closed the door behind Matt. We kissed again.With our arms around.