" At first it felt like it was going to hurt but then it felt nice, I liked it a lot so I guess you could call it pleasure." Well, if you like it a lo... then does it mean you're thinking of doing it again?" A mental image of me hunting her down like a big game, finally cornering her was playing in my thoughts. There are two options now, she can either submit to me or fight back.She nodded yes without making eye contact; you could say that she's not really ashamed but she's not proud of what. It would be five or six days before the guys would be there to cut the grass and I really wanted to get the branch taken care of then. My neighbors on the left side of me have a son who is going to collage and always wants to make a few dollars so I called over there and asked if he would be interested in repairing my tree. He said sure and told me he would be over in about an hour. I slipped into the little sundress I usually wear while doing little things around the yard. It was. ”“And?”“Girls who are terrified to walk out because Daddy is here to pick them up. Girls who stay in the bathrooms because Daddy is here waiting. Girls worried Mom will find out and blame their daughters for trying to steal their man. Girls who won’t invite their friends because Mom is working and Daddy is home ... usually sitting in his underwear watching porn on the Telly and drinking or smoking.” She said... “Believe me, you’re not a bad Dad.”“I don’t know much about you,” I said.“There are. She twisted towards me and we slid back until I was lying beneath her on the couch her body pressed to mine. She moaned into my mouth as our tongues met and I held her tight against me. We broke apart and I pulled at her dress pushing it up, she raised her arms as I pulled it off her and threw it onto the floor. We kissed again as my arms went round her, my fingers fighting to unfasten her bra. The catch opened and I pulled her bra down her arms, she sat up and I gazed with wonder at her.