He was quiet for a long time, facing away from me, running his hands through his hair, standing with his hands on his hips, fiddling with his titanium...watch. He finally fell onto my couch, took up my cigarettes and lit one. ‘This was never a business I wanted to get into,’ he said off-handedly. ‘Then why did you?’ I asked. ‘About eight years ago,’ he said, almost as if talking to himself. ‘I was driving home from work, late at night. No, correction: I wasn’t driving. I was in the back. Anyway,. Oh Daddy, I love you so much."He got up from his knees, and Becky stood upright. She turned to her Daddy, and their eyes locked. Becky reached with both hands, to the bottom hem of her top, and pulled it up over head, exposing her big tits. Standing before her Daddy, wearing only socks and sneakers."Daddy, take me. Please Daddy? I've wanted this for so long. Make me a woman. Make me your woman. Please, Daddy?" Becky, I've felt the same way, for some time now. I can't help how I feel about you,. I leaned back a bit and smiled, to which she gave me a questioning look. I kissed her cheek, down to her neck, where I nibbled at the wet flesh I found there. The taste of her skin and the rain was like nectar. I felt myself become more excited again, and I continued my journey to the valley between her breasts. The rain streamed down her chests and over her stomach. I suckled on her nipples alternating from one to other, to which I received and generous dose of sighing and gentle moaning. Erin. She got an abortion last year when a field hand got her pregnant. My aunt told her that Kelly was in the barn taking on all of the men there. Some of them were Haitians, they tore her up pretty good and left her there. She got pregnant from this and her dad thought she was ****d. Amy said no one would **** Kelly, she might **** them. When we got back home my step uncle was on the porch drinking iced tea. Where have you been? swimming any told him. Why did you not help your mom clean the house.