You could see on his face how proud he was of my achievements. When the doctor made her round, that is Helen. He wanted to introduce me to her. No one...said anything until Helen had left the ward, then dear aunty spilt the beans.“Oh, don’t worry dear brother, they already know each other,” aunty said as quickly as possible. Just in case someone else told him first.“We are just friends.” I attacked back.“It didn’t look like that last night. The way she kissed you,” she said at the same time. . the dream I never spoke of, but which the old wizard - he had to be a wizard, didn't he? -- must have seen with his 3-D glasses. I didn't speak about it because I knew how it would sound, a fat, bald 52-year-old man, dreaming of being a pretty, sweet young teenage girl.That's what I saw in the mirror. She was nude, revealing her slender young body in all its glory. I took it in quickly, then savored it from top to bottom - the long, thick strawberry blonde hair, the beautiful face with the. ” She motioned again. “The pill will keep her out no matter what we do.”I swallowed and padded down the hallway to her, my dick bouncing before me. She seized my shaft, stroking me as I joined her at the doorway. I peered into my daughter's room. Moonlight spilled silver across her, painting her body. My eyes widened. She slept only in a pair of frilly panties, lying on her back, her firm tits rising like cones as she breathed slowly, her brassy-brown hair spilled about her pillow. One arm held. I hurt when their monthlyvisitor came, and I rejoiced with them when they experienced success. Ienvied my girlfriends in every way.My senior year in college I met April and we became good friends. She wasone of the few women in my major. In fact, she was the only female inthis somewhat nerdy field. I had seen April for the last three yearsbecause most of our classes overlapped. Since she was usually the onlyfemale in our classes, she was generally swarmed by guys trying to dateher. Senior year.