Or is there some rule that the prayer can’t be repeated? After all, didn’t Jesus give us a very specific way to pray? Something we call the Lord�...s Prayer?”“But we’re not supposed to simply pray in rote fashion, it says so in the Bible.”“Actually, it tells you not to pray in public, too, Kara. You’re supposed to go into your private place to pray.”She giggled, “I really can’t get you on any of this stuff, can I?”“No, I don’t think you can!” I smiled, grateful for the break in seriousness.We ate. "Oh, Mom!" she cried out, throwing her arms around Ginny's neck. "I can't believe it! It's all so wonderful! I never thought ... I never even hoped... !" That was all the intelligible words she could get out.The rule for the day seemed to be that at least one girl was touching their daddy all the time. Rad's penis was the obvious main interest, but not the only one by any means.The favorite pastime was sitting on Daddy's lap. Carter was the first to plop her naked bottom on Rad's equally naked. "Uh, Jerry, can I get something on tap," she said. I threw caution to the winds. "Uh miss? I'm well acquainted with the barkeep here. Let me use my influence if you will," I said. She gave me a look that let me know she thought that I was crazy. Jerry joined us. "Jerry, please get this lady a horse, okay?" I said, playing the big roll. "A horse?" she said. "Yeah, drink a horse, ride a cowboy," I said. She laughed. "I think you have the lyrics mixed up there, mister," she said. "Yeah, I. Kat was so embroiled in her own world that she didn't notice the doorknob turn and the idle thought went through her head wishing she had brought the small vibrating bullet she kept hidden in her room.Jake opened the bathroom door and stepped in only to be confronted by the sight of his sister, Kat, in the shower playing with her pussy. Jake snapped out of his tired trance as he looked at her, she seemed not to notice that he was here and his cock, which was already hard, grew even harder at.