”“It’s looking really nice,” I said, before glancing around the side of the house. “How about those dead limbs, though?”She rolled her eye.... “I swear...”“Let me take care of it,” I offered. “Please. I can knock it out right now. I have a little time.”“No, it’s ridiculous, really. He spends all his time in the basement when he comes to visit, making a terrible racket.”I laughed. “A racket? I don’t think it’s that bad!”She smiled a little. “Well, whenever I see that wood sitting there, it might. Babhi mujhe dekh rahi thi or mere lund ko bhi dekh rahi thi un ka hath us se tuch ho gaya to wo hans kar boli ki ye tujh ko kya ho raha hai maine kaha kuch nahi to wo mere lund mer tuch karte hue bli ye kya hai ye ase kyo ho gaya main kaha pata nahi app ke tuch se ye asa ho gaya to unone pucha or kaha jalan ho rahi hai main lund ki or isara karte hue bola yaha to wo boli haat badmash yaha apane app laga le or wo jane lagi to maine un ka hath pakad liya or bola plz babhi app hi laga do na app ke. Every time Iglanced over he seemed to be staring at me and I began to feel more andmore self conscious. I began to blush and feel uncomfortably warm.Although I didn't want to I took off the waist coat and placed it behindmain reception, followed by his endless gaze. Just before lunch a coachparty of elderly tourists arrived. The rain was hammering down and it wasblowing a gale outside. Mr James came over to me, and handed me anumbrella."Well girl, don't just stand there, go outside and welcome. His knees were bent on either side of me; I chewed on my lower lip, wondering what he had planned for me; for us. Either of his hands was flat on the bed to either side of my head. He was watching me, his left hand cupping my chin, his thumb rubbing against my trembling lower lip. I was trying to compose myself as I starred up at my beautiful Father. Oh, I want you… Please Daddy Take me… He lowered his mouth over mine, his arm bent to rest against the bed. I whimpered quietly, my hand reaching.