She had no problems now.As she drifted on light pleasure, she had no will to move a muscle, looking forward to the next time she would be taken, looki...g back on the last with nostalgia.It would start soon.Full awareness returned to her mind, and her body, and her muscles, and she stretched, as if in wakefulness, pulling against elastic mystery which held her, but prevented any movement.There was no thought of escape.The familiar penetration started as a moist caress at her lips, and it began to. .what I did." Then why'd ya do it?" I questioned, folding my arms and sitting on my bed.He sighed, sitting down. "I don't KNOW!" he cried. "I just...panicked! But I feel HORRIBLE!" Why'd you kiss me back?" I whispered, sitting next to him."Because..." he said. "...I kinda...like you."I blushed. "So...you're gay?" He stood up."Hell no!" he defended. "Of course not! I just...like dudes." His smile gave me chills."So..." I said, staring at his lips. "...you like me?" I mean...I guess so," he. The creatures invading her mind to assume the forms of the two men who had touched her heart enraged her. Danica was startled to find a sword in her hand as her anger built. When the weapon appeared, the landscape flickered momentarily from the beautiful glade, revealing a bleak expanse of sand and rock, devoid of life. The creatures also assumed their true forms. The scenery reverted to the familiar form, but the demons did not.The creatures cringed and shrank away from the blade in Danica's. I promise I'll do better. Please." I can't let this go unpunished," Harold told her."I know Daddy, and you're right. Can you punish me later?" Later?" I'm still a little sore from this afternoon," Heather admitted."Take your shorts off, little girl." Harold commanded."Off?" she asked, hesitantly, as she worked the tight jean shorts down her body, exposing her thong underwear."Blue Jeans are too much protection."Harold sat in the middle of the couch and his only child laid across his lap. She.