It was so much like daylight you could almost see everything.His lower anatomy was hard, again and was making me as tipsy as if I'd been drinking moon...hine the whole evening. I was also tingling all over."Uncle Bob?" Yes, Baby Girl?" I want to have your babies." And just how many is that?" How many stars are in the sky?"He chuckled softly and brushed his lips against my forehead. "And just how do you plan on doing with this without your daddy killing me? He loves me, but I do believe he would. .....2 days later I’m entering Claire’s flat, not in the best part of town, but it seemed clean, and I’m quickly holding a cup of coffee. Claire had arrived at the door wearing a short white tennis skirt, complemented by a white polo shirt, a little tight, but none the less showing her small breasts to perfection, her nipples stretching the material a little. Her dark hair almost reaching to her shoulder blades, and fire engine red lipstick. My cock was now beginning to grow, at the thought of. But no mom. Jill had her license! I was so happy for her. We carried the cake and ice cream to our table. Jill put 18 candles on the cake and tried to light them. The steady warm breeze off the ocean prevented the candles from lighting.“Before you guys sing Happy Birthday put these on.” Fran produced the hats. We made a giddy mess of the birthday song.“Make a wish” (A regular job – something I did not say out loud.) I then pretended to blow out the unlit candles.We carried the leftover cake and. That moment seemed to last forever. She was barely an armful, the most wonderful armful I had ever encountered. Her sweet perfume filled my nostrils and I could feel her heart beat against my chest. She was warm, and soft, and strong. She was the part of me I hadn’t known I was missing. I basked, letting her presence fill me. We broke apart then and the hurt was almost gone. It wasn’t what I wanted, but it was close. I calmed enough to get on with the job. The next part of the dream was very.