Subah jab main uthi to mujhe bukhar sa laga maine jitendra ko bola to bole chalo mai dikha ke tumhe taxi pakda dunga tum aa jana .Humlog doctor ke yan...a gye aur unhone bukhar ki dawa di .Niklte samay maine dekha agal bagal do clinic thi ek main jisme bheed thi janha humne dikhya dusre me akela doctor 50-52 saal ka khali baitha tha jitendra ne mujhe taxi pakdai aur office k liye nikal gye ,abhi thoda hi chali ki mujhe phir sharat sujhi aur maine auto rukwa li .Samne public toilet tha wanha. Rick and I were dressed 'business casual'.I started rubbing on Cass’ leg and up her dress. I was moving her skirt up her legs with each caress. I slipped a strap off her shoulder as I urged her to stand in front of me as I continued my work. As she moved in front of me, she stood facing me. I ran a finger up her inner thigh and grazed her wet slit. I licked the sweetness off my finger and turned her to face the other couple in the room. I slipped the other strap off her shoulder and started to. .. just let us be good father and daughter. I will never make the same mistake again.” I feel my world crumbles as he says these words. “Go to bed.” He says. He then switches off the lights and leaves me in the darkness. I cry and slump on the floor. I hate myself for making my father detests and loathes me. It disgusts me that I have made my own father hates to even touch me or look at me. I blame myself and nobody else for the grave horrible mistake that I have made. I simply sit on the. .. I begin to have doubts; after all poor Marcia isn't exactly designed to take anything that big. Anyway, Lambourne Lass is not about to wait for permission, he canters back a few yards and then takes a run at the fence hurdling it in a single easy stride. Marcia's waiting for him, I can see the mental link between them, strong and bright, she's ready for it now, positively eager in fact.Woh... well who'd of thunk it? Lambourne Lass rears up on his hind legs resting his horseshoe clad forelegs.