At the slow speed, little bobbles became more pronounced. Every time she made an error, Ling called her on it and had her repeat the move until it was...perfect.Ed watched as Betsy performed the exercises, amazed at the self- discipline that the child demonstrated. It was strange for a child her age to be so in touch with her body. Other kids her age were still stumbling around, awkward and unable to catch a ball. Thinking about it, he realized that he had never seen her stumble.A knock on the. Then shook her head.“No,” she ventured, “I don’t think you can forget necessarily; and pretending is stupid. No. You can’t forget, but you can say to yourself that it’s in the past and you’re not going to let it affect your relationship any more.”“You can just decide that? What about feelings?”Once again she stopped to think.Then, “Some feelings are so strong they dominate you. You can’t get rid of them easily. I think that takes time, but I think you can affect your feelings by telling. Now why don’t you tighten up that little thing just a wee bit more and bounce just a wee bit higher and let’s get my rocks off before they get here?”“Oops, Daddy. I hear the doorbell. I guess all three of you are cumming or coming simultaneously, huh?” She sweetly mentioned.“Hi, Dad. Come on in. do you know why you are here?”“Not really, son, but I knew it was very important to get here and help Luci with something you couldn’t handle, so I came as quickly as I could.”“So did I, Dad. So did I”,. It’s so much fun to just sit there and chat and munch a bit with you, with you sitting there naked beside me. I’m still fully dressed, though I haven’t bothered to put my cock away. “Have you had dinner?” It suddenly occurs to me to ask. I, for one, am hungry.You blink. “No,” you say. “No wonder my tummy is rumbling. Well, I’m not dressed to go out…” You giggle.“How about room service?”“Okay.”“And when you check out, pay for that in cash. You don’t want two dinners showing up on your MasterCard.