I looked down my pussy where my dad came in 3 timesin the night and i could still feel the pain.I felt happy, that i satisfied my dads sexual needs wh...ch he kept inside for years after my moms death.I looked his face and i could see a satisfaction in his face. I gently kissed his cheek and went to washroom.After 20 minutes i cleaned myself, i came out of bathroom naked and my dad is not in bed. I came out to see him in kitchenpreparing morning coffee. He was wearing his boxers.I went inside. I smiled at the receptionist as I passed him to the elevator,pressing the button for my floor as I got in. Reaching my floor I gotout and headed towards my desk, stopping to chat with a few colleaguesalong the way. Once I was at my desk. I took off my coat, put my handbagdown, smoothed my skirt and then sat down. I then booted up my computerand as I waited for it to start up I checked to make sure that my deskwas tidy.I pulled out a compact from my handbag and quickly checked my makeup.Putting. Of course I remembered, and as we walked up the dusty path, thoughts of Mandy and I playing as children as girls, flooded my mind.FIRST WEEKJimmy ordered high speed, internet cable service on Tuesday, insisting that it was essential to his sanity. "I'm going to be here eight weeks," was his implacable answer to Dwayne's protest. "Besides, Aunt Chris is going to have a computer too, we need it." Can't we just use the phone?" Dwayne wheedled."It's not expensive Uncle Dwayne; they just add it to. He made me feel bigger, larger than life itself. Whenever he would hug me, he would wrap his arms around my little waist and lift me high in the air. I would giggle and scream, telling him to put me down that instant, but I loved it. We had met nearly two years earlier, we shared a general math class at our university, which of course be both despised. He was studying history while I studied classic literature and aspired to become an author. Our mutual hate of polynomial long division and.