Stiff and hard it aimed at the stars as Istared down on my naked daughter. Her legs were parted justenough to let me see all of her slender, rounded o...ter lips in thatodd moonlight. I stared and stared...and then made an insane decision. My handlifted and trembled when it moved. As though with a life of its own, Islipped my hand toward the sleeping Mindy, lowered it to cover and cupthat juvenile pussy. The softness was indescribable...and the warmmoist heat that flowed from the virginal. Wo boli dosti karke kya karoge to maine kaha bas aap haa kariye fir dekhte hai kya hoga.Mere thoda jor dene per usne haa kar di or maine sham ko usse milne ka program banaya to usne kaha ki kisi ne hamko dekh liya to dikkat ho jayegi .Maine usse samjaya ki kuch ni hoga or usse kaha ki raat ko bua k ghar aa jana or phone kaat kar main naha dhoke fresh hokar uske aane ka intijaar karne laga.Wo raat ko ghar aa gyi or meri cousin ke sath baith kar baate karne lagi. maine usse upar aane ka ishara. She said I'd look better with a touch more deeper brown for contrast...she lightly ran the sponge-tipped tool over the compact, blending alittle dark and light brown together. Close your eyes and lean over. Idid, and I felt her dust the lids of my eyes again with the sponge-tip...She declared it done, and I bent the rear-view mirror towards thepassenger side to check things out.I agreed, it was very subtle, but a little browner on the eyelidsreally made my eyes stand out. And my lips regained. That was funny too!Anyway, I told you that, so I could tell you this, at Christmas time, we would cut a tree and set it up on Christmas Eve morning. Then we took it down on New Year’s Day because we were worried that it was so dry it could burst into flames from static discharge. Therefore, this was the holiday tradition that remained for the rest of my life.Forward to the present day, and it was December 31st and I was recovered from my birthday, so I gathered the family to explain that we.