"Sorry," he replied sheepishly as he leaned forward and kissed it. It was then that he got a whiff of something that didn't smell too pleasant, and he...instantly understood why the one boy who went down on her told her she smelled bad. "You know what I think we should do?" he said, as he rubbed his palms over her nipples."Mmmm," she purred. "What do you think we should do?" she asked, already starting to squirm."In the stories you read, do they ever take baths or showers together?" he asked as. He stroked her hair as they both took in the situation."Oh my gosh, daddy! I'm so sorry! I don't know what happened. I've never ever felt that way before in my life. I didn't know it was coming. I swear daddy, I didn't do it on purpose. Please don't be mad." She started to cry as the embarrassment and shame of the moment washed over her."Shhh, Care Bear," Mike said as he continued to stroke her hair. "It's okay. It's not your fault. I should have realized that you are growing up. You didn't do. “Looks like they are planning another attack and I might need my replacement devices sooner than I thought,” was my reply.“Pack up, get out.”“I don’t run. It is not my nature, Frank; you know that.”“They are only in the planning stages and having recruiting problems. I might have an ace in the hole to play tomorrow night. I will keep you posted.”“What kind of ace?”“I can’t tell you yet, it hasn’t all come together,” I replied.It was 11 PM when I showered and slipped into bed with Linda. She was. I see you touching him more and his hands on your hips. You look over from time to time and see me watching and just smiling. I keep thinking you’ll come back over but you keep dancing with him. I see his hands on your hips as you grind a little on him, he’s so into you. Finally, the DJ takes a little break and you come back over without him. You come back and stand next to me, “God that was fun, I love to dance.” Then you rub my receding hairline and kiss my head and giggle, “Hope you didn’t.