Peering round the corner stealthily – think the waiter from Fawlty Towers trying to be a spy – I scanned the benches down either side of the room ...or him, but through the forest of jeans and shirts I could see no sign. If he was in one of the many cubicles I wouldn’t have a chance of spotting him anyway. Emboldened, I skulked further into the changing room. It was bigger than I thought, and beyond the dressing area was a large anteroom designed for schoolc***dren to dry themselves before. I feel your breathe, warm against my lips. My tongue dances across my lips, hungry, starving for you. Still falling deeper, drawn deeper and further. A small whimper escapes my mouth. My whole body is alive. Must taste you. Must feel your tongue. Your lips, so hungry. My lips part, tongue running along the bottom of my teeth. No space separates us and I'm still lost in your eyes. I'm lost inside of you.Firm lips crush mine and you're so addicting flavor washes over my senses. Our tongues meet,. To be truthful, I was visualizing it in my mind.”“So you do have desires?”“Absolutely. However, I’m afraid I have nothing to offer.”“I think you underestimate yourself. I mean you are an attractive man and besides…” She stops talking.Now, this is a first; she has never stopped talking. I begin to laugh. I think she has embarrassed herself. Determined to take advantage of her awkward predicament I question, “Besides what?”“Never mind.”“No Sara, we are talking. You started this conversation, so. Then both of us were in house. In the evening at about 9 pm dad was in the drawing room. I entered there , I had the pink colored night gown on. Dad told me to sit on his lap, I did it. He took my back on his left hand. With his right hand he took my face and gave many kiss. He licked my lips and removed my gown. He kissed and licked my breast and then chest between the two breasts. I also licked his nipple.Dad pushed his left hand in between my hip curve and rubbed. He also put his right palm.