Candace blames me for her father's absence from her life over the past three years.The only thing that makes the situation palatable is the fact that ...he's almost as angry at him as she is at me. I think that deep down inside, both of us want the same thing. We both want Sam Hill to come strolling into this fucking church and make everything better.She wants Sam to come back because every girl wants her father to give her away at her wedding. I want Sam to come back to take me away from my. I got caught up. I made a bit of money and had free time, all proving to be a bad combination for a single guy in a town filled with horses and retired couples. On a very normal day with very normal weather at my very normal job, a sales representative came to my office. She was absolutely smoking hot. Her tits might as well have been in my face from the moment she walked in. They were perfect. She had a slutty smile that screamed, I want your balls slapping my ass right now. I guess I. As I continued completing my business, I saw his shoe, an older, well-worn shiny black dress shoe, inch toward the invisible line that separated my stall from his. He pointed his toe upward each time he appeared to adjust his stance and spread himself a bit wider. Then I saw something that changed my life.Having started young, I was very tuned to sexual activity and, in this case, when I saw his shadow on the shiny white floor moving back and forth in a rhythmic motion, I knew he was stroking. The two girls both sat on the couch together; put their bare feet on the coffee table and crossed their ankles while smoothing their skirts. "This is a bit unnerving." John thought as he got up and went to fix supper. "What would you like to eat?" "I spaghetti is my favorite." Janet-Two spoke. "Mine too." John said feeling like he was talking to himself in a mirror while dressed up to look his fem best. Janet-Two sat Indian style on top of her bed in her night gown and panties with a.