.. And this girl, like is happening these days, was starting to bloom a bit earlier than in generations, hell, decades past.... Her father was so mort...fied by it because he realized he was sexually attracted to his daughter, but only at the purely biological level, basically, not in the way of he'd actually ever consider it.... She was just really, really beautiful, sexy, and under the parentage of adults who were sexually repressed, morally confused, and, by the end of the story, had given. “I’m sorry, honey.” Donna said honestly “I ... it’s just all a mess. I’m sorry.”She suddenly was overwhelmed with emotions. Tears welled up and she couldn’t hold them anymore. She burst into tears as she felt his warm arms around her.“Oh, darling, what have they done to you?” Robert said caringly, lovingly. He held her tight and rubbed her gently.“I’m sorry, I’m sorry...” Donna just muttered as she cuddled up to Robert, feeling his warm body. She grabbed his open coat and pulled herself close. Second shampoo done, Rachael rinsed. Cara squirted conditioner and massaged it in. She was distracted by her daughter’s skin. It was flawless and the most beautiful shade of coffee ice cream. Since her birth, Cara had loved Rachael’s color, even been envious of it.Conditioner done, Cara set about washing Rachael’s neck, shoulders, back, and arms. Rachael chatted away with hilarious stories about her grandfather. When Cara knelt and washed her daughter’s legs, so incredibly long and slender,. I even set her up on a date with a good buddy of mine from my old school but after three dates, she didnt seem too interested. One day, I bumped into her in the hallway and she asked Hey Jeff, I was thinking of getting a few of the art students together to talk about potentially putting up an art show with the work we made in class at the local library and was wondering if youd be interested. It sounded pretty cool, a good chance to make my college app look even better and one of the libraries.