I'm pretty fucking awesome, to be honest. But we're kind of at a point in our relationship where I really need to make an important decision. It's one...I've never had to seriously make before. Do we go forward, or do we go back?" "What do you mean?" I asked argumentatively. I put my drink down on the end-table, and stared at Zoey. "We go forward. That's what I'm saying. I want to give up everything else, and move forward with you." "But do you know what that means?" Zoey asked. I shook my head.. I stood there staring for at least two or three minutes as she rubbed herself with her eyes closed, I watched as she slid one of her nicely manicured fingers into her hairy p****, She worked it in and out about five times moaning then opened her eyes, She looked right at me and froze with her finger in her still pulling her nipple then she panicked and screamed "OH GOD", She jumped up and ran past me, I said "I am so sorry" as she ran down the hall, I watched her small firm ass jiggle as she. When we got there, they ran us through the questionnaires. Desi made sure to note that she was Autistic and moderately touch-averse. They had no issues with me being there as her guardian since Elena had put it into the computer.“Desi,” a woman called out. “We’re ready for you.”I got up to go in with her, but they said, “I’m sorry, sir, but she is only fifteen, so no men allowed. It doesn’t matter if you are her husband, brother, guardian, father, or lover.”“I hope you are good at what you do,. The temperatures for that day were predicted to be the hottest of the year and we dressed accordingly wearing only light shorts and abbreviated tops without benefit of bras or underpants. My Princess looked all free and easy with her nipples swinging visibly left and right with each tempting step in any direction. My dick was quite happy to be unrestrained and I felt it was reasonably hidden providing I did not succumb to any inflationary bout with some random erection that might come my way.