”“I could have set clear limits for her since she didn’t know how to do that.”“No, you couldn’t! That’s what her dad and pastor did and ...t was a like a straitjacket. If you had done that, then she would never have been able to grow. Yes, it was traumatic, and yes, she was even suicidal, but, in the end, she became her own person, rather than a creature of her dad or her pastor. Or, just as importantly, you.”“The free spirit,” I said.“Exactly. Do you want the old Kara back or do you like the new. I can't put it into words. The fountain..." That fountain over there? What about it?" Yesterday, when we were speaking ... was it yesterday?" Yes indeed. We've been speaking every day. The last time we spoke was yesterday." I'm sorry. You're not the only one having trouble keeping track of the days. Yesterday, when I left you and went to meet my daughter..." Yes." ... I don't remember meeting her. Isn't that strange? I remember getting to the fountain and then I just ... I don't remember what. I let out soft moans of approval. I reached my hands forward and placed a hand on each one of their round bums. I massaged them as I enjoyed the feeling of my wife sucking me. I moved my hands around their bums and brushed their pussies lightly from behind. I barely touched them but they both twitched, still sensitive from their orgasms. I ran my fingers up and down lightly. Kate then raised her head from sucking and stroked a few times with her hand before giving Sam a look. Both of them. He said ok i will inform you. (As i had purchased many things from there that manager had my contact details.) Then i left the store.I was kind of sad or angry that i couldn’t decide and i had decided to go home back. While i was going towards parking area i had received a call from one of my friend and he asked me to join the night out party but i denied him as i was not in the mood and he asked me the reason then i had elaborated everything and he was kind of laughing and asked me to forget.