After taking a few minutes to look around, we talk of vague plans for our time here. Little do we know what the weekend holds in store for us. It is t... be a weekend we will not soon forget. Although tired from the trip, we are excited at being here. Deciding to sit on the porch for a while, we take the folding chairs outside, placing them side by side on the porch. We snuggle there on the porch, your head on my shoulder, as close together as we can get in our chairs. The night air creeps. My youngest daughter. She didn’t wear much in the way of clothing, but she wasn’t naked, either. She had my T-shirt on ... and nothing else. Smiling even more at me, Linds quietly slid my boxers down to expose my thick cock, stiff with my morning wood.“Daddy, I think that it’s time, don’t you? We’ve been flirting with this for a while now, haven’t we? Certainly we did so last night. You want this ... I want this. I don’t think that it’s an accident that you wear the colors of House Targaryen,. Still, he still feltuncertain about some things, though he knew that resisting the changeswould make things harder for himself.When he awoke, he felt dampness on his face: he really had been crying. * * *He made sure not let anyone know that he had been crying and headed tothe bathroom as soon as Joanne had left. He looked in the mirror andstared at his own face. He pictured his face with fuller lips and softercheekbones and long red hair framing it. This was what he could expectto see in a. The lens wasn't quite in the centre, and he could make out a glimpse of hazel around the edges.'Okay, now blink let it slide into position,' Julie said, looking at the instructions again.Alan did so, and could watch the lens move with utter fascination. Soon it covered his iris entirely.'That looks so weird,' he said.'Amazing,' said Julie. 'How does it feel.''Fine,' Alan said. 'It's really not that bad.''Great,' Julie leant in closer for inspection. 'Can you see anything?'Alan closed his other.