Amy, if you want to call me Daddy, I'll be your pretend one. Would that make you happy?"I was reluctant to look at Angelina. This was another make or ...reak situation in my relationship with my Angel. Would she agree to my becoming a pretend father or would this tear us apart and destroy the progress I had made up to this point?"Amelia, how do you feel about Amy calling Junkin, Daddy? You remember your father and she doesn't." Okay I guess. He treats us as nice as Dad did and he doesn't yell at. But from day two we became close, next day she texted me first at night 10 pm, I was like wow…. Then chat continues like thisHer: hiMe: hi akka.Her: what you doing? Me: nothing much just using your slow wifi.Her: haha. Don’t worry next month we will increase its speed.Me: wow that’s great thank you akka that means we can watch videos with out buffering…;-)Her: haha… What videos?? Me: youtube and facebook videosHer: kkAnd she changed her dpMe: can I say something?? Her: ok say Karthik.Me: you. For the first time in the walk I cheated and instead of taking the Thames Path around Remenham & Aston I walked down A4130 as far as the edge of Hurley…Day 11 FridayI woke up and after performing some yoga exercises to get the kinks and aches out of my body I showered, dressed and went downstairs to the dining room of the Thames Hotel. I ate a full English breakfast with plenty of toast – it would be walked off soon enough, packed my things and checked out. I walked along Maidenhead Promenade. The towel was off for good and Don wasn’t in a hurry to put on clothes. The sun highlighted his body. I could see the tiny fine hairs on his shoulders, back, and ass, and his cock was proudly displayed in a warm golden ray of sun.The morning discussion started out with references to the fun we had the day before. It wasn’t long before Don put on some nylon mesh basketball shorts and the conversation continued. Our conversation naturally turned to sex. We commented on some of the hot girls at.