My free arm found her waist. She felt wonderful, the scent of pears and lemons battling with the aroma of her hair, a light floral bouquet."What's the...matter?" I asked again."Nothing. Would you dance with me, Dad?" Dance with one of my favorite daughters in the world? Absolutely," I answered.Sasha laughed softly, more like a body shake than a sound, and stood. This time she reached for my hand to pull me up. Leaving the glass of Scotch on the side table after taking a final sip, I stood.Above &. I paused before I replied. I didn’t really know what to say, in fact I didn’t really know what to do. Finally I said, “Well mom because, well, you’re just so beautiful.” My voice carried every ounce of fear I was feeling.It was then that the real shock happened. “Ok well if you’re old enough to do this I suppose it’s time that you learned a few things.” I stared at Mom open mouthed. She still wasn’t making an effort to cover her breasts and I found my gaze returning there continuously.I. Here is what happened we were going through some donations,when i was going through a bag containing quite skimpy underwear as it was used i said to jean what do we do with this stuff,showing her the underwear.oh we will have to put in the bin as its used .its a shame as its quite nice..fuck i thought did i really hear correctly.yeah it is pretty nice,maybe i should take home to the wife,she will look nice in said jean,thanks i said so would you,it will suit you? she laughed i dont think so, it. But I will take your word for it. However, we are going to release you in the morning,” he said. We will drive you home. You can call home tonight, without it being monitored. Please don’t discuss the last two and a half months. And never reveal the existence of Beachwood Lodge.We were in the back seat of a large FBI SUV when it got T-boned by a smaller SUV. Someone decided to empty their assault rifles into our ride. I could only thank god that they were thugs not soldiers. The two of them.