His hands were an artist’s hands that knew no hard labor, and his eyes pierced her soul. One morning, her mother told Rebecca she was to leave with ...he wizard. For a moment, dark fantasies flooded her imagination and she started to quiver uncontrollably. Her mother put them at rest immediately with a soft hand on the shoulder and a knowing look. ‘He thinks you can learn, he’s not looking for a servant or a concubine. Your uncle Ned believed him a man of honor, for a wizard, never accused of. Gail's eyes instantly lit up when she saw her father. It had been six weeks since they were last together. She had moved in with Larry Chanlorer, the man she would marry tomorrow. She had been thinking about John for days. She had been busy planning and all the parties, so didn't have time for her father. ''Hi, may I come in?'' she asked her father. How could he say no? John stepped aside as she walked past him; he felt her body lightly brush up against him. That slight movement sent. ” He laughed.“Well, why are you here?” I finally asked.“I need to tell you my story and then we ... Yes, kid ... WE decide where it goes from here.” He said seriously, and so began my father’s story.“I don’t remember being born, or growing up, or having a mother, or a father for that matter. One day I was just there. Much like you see me right now. I’ve never been young, but with a little work, I can appear to be on either side of middle age. Say 30 to 55. I found that I speak dozens of. I stood up to go retrieve her, but before I could do anything, I noticed the neighbor boy reaching down and starting to play with her tits. I should have gone over and kicked his ass, or woken up his parents, or even called the cops. But something about it just made my cock throb inside my pants. I saw him wave over to his brother and next thing I know they are both kneeling over her getting a feel all over her slumbering body. The one boy has both his hands up her shirt, aggressively fondling.