Jace,the only person I'm ashamed of is me, because you saved her, and Ididn't. ... I ...I couldn't." He was near tears, or at leas the closestI had ev...r seen him."Dad..." I walked up to him and did something I haven't done since Iwas 10. I wrapped my arms around him and gave him a hug. Since I seemto have lost 5 inches in height, this meant my head rested under myfather's chin. As he wrapped his arms around me. I have to admit, itfelt good. Why did I stop doing this?"Your mother and I. I sat in a chair and Dave on the settee. When Pat came in, she put Dave's coffee on the table in front of him and another next to it. When she placed mine on the table, I asked her to come closer, and when she did, I unbuttoned her dress from the bottom until I reached the top of her stockings and then undid two more. I looked up at her, and she gave me a big smile. She went and sat with Dave and crossed her legs and adjusted her dress to show the top of her stockings and some bare. The fan flipped lazily through the air above us, sending a light breeze to cool our tangle of limbs. I lay against him, my mind a pleasant haze of satisfaction and random thoughts. It surprised me when one popped out of my mouth. "Can I ask a question, Puppy?" I said shyly, using the nickname he'd had since high school. Big, blonde, and clumsy, the lanky teen had earned the name from someone who had a Golden Retriever puppy with the same tendencies, and it had stuck, though I was really the. I'm having a lot of fun with you," Michael said as he petted her hair, pushing tiny strands from her tear-stained face. "Turn this way," urging her over to face him, her breasts now available to his hands, her nipples still swollen. He pulled on those nipples, pleased when she cringed in pain.Mita looked at him. Her face was red from crying. Leaves were tangled in her hair. She looked at him, "please, let me go," she begged in a whisper."Not yet, Mita." His hands ran down her flanks to touch.