He obviously loves me a great deal. He seems to find me sexy. I took my bath and slipped on my nightgown, (actually a large tee shirt) and met my fath...r at the top of the stairs.“Good night daddy,” I said as I slipped my arms around his neck and kissed him on the cheek.“Uh.. Uh.. good night Lea,” he stammered, as he hugged me. I guess he was aware of the thin material that separated us, because his hands went to my waist and then pulled away, almost like they had been burned,mail me at I kissed. Rani – “Kya Saab. Why so much drama ? I know what you want . I also want the same” Kamble – “Shut up you whore. You will speak only when we ask you to.” Kamble and Ghote enter the cell. Their erections are clearly visible through their uniforms. In their course of duty, they had seen and fucked many whores, but both had a feeling that this one was special. Tight body, hair in a big bun. This is what they liked. Kamble went for the boobs while Ghote for the ass. Rani smiled at them. Kamble. Even more fun was the toboggan run in a nearby village, which gave birth to a love of adventure rides that would last a lifetime! As always, Grandpa just sat on the sidelines to watch or, more often, sat in a lovely warm public house with a beer.In March I was called into Grandpa’s study again, but this time, it wasn’t business. He didn’t say anything but handed me an envelope. The address was typed, so I knew it wasn’t from Harry.“For me? Why would anyone write to me?”“Well, you won’t know. I guess we all have our standards. It's just too bad this sticking point came up in conversation before we met to consummate things. Once it became clear that her and I wouldn't be getting together, I was back trolling the dating line for girls. Only now I had a new sense of what was possible and with that sense came the additional goal of finding a girl to drink my piss. I don't recall exactly how long it took for the subject of pissing to be successfully worked into a conversation, but I.