”“No, no, no. I DO want you to go down on me – but I also really want pictures of it – and pics of me going down you, too. It’s not an excus...…”“It sounds good to me,” she said. “Where’s the camera?”I got up and grabbed the digital camera from the desk. I made my way back to the couch, where my sister-in-law had already unbuttoned her navy blue shirt and exposed her pert breasts tucked in a lacy black bra.“Okay, snap away, Ansel Adams,” Tara said as she scooched to the edge of the couch and. Awareness of other overrode awareness of self. Other filled all my thoughts and all my desires.If only, I sighed and felt my own thoughts echoed from beyond. Or perhaps I was echoing that longing. Could it possibly be that other yearned for me as much as I yearned for it?I say ‘it, ‘ for truly I could not conceive of either male or female. Those thoughts evaded my mind at such distance that I would not find them for many ages. But the idea that two beings could be so drawn together by desire. " "I was thinking about visiting my sister tonight," he replied. "But that isn't critical, she doesn't even know that I'm in town." While he spoke I watched him, noticing his shoulders visibly relax. "I'm good with this, Trevor. You can 'do' her anytime she's up for it." Trevor appeared to be focused on his driving, navigating the truck through the early morning Edmonton traffic. After perhaps fifteen minutes he asked, "Are you taking her to Fort St. John with you next week?" (I had to spend. . I think we need a test. Stand up girls.”Becky and Sara shared a glance then both rose gracefully to stand within easy touching distance of me.“Becky, give your dad a kiss. A hot one!” said Liz.I knew what she was doing, and smiled as my daughter took a step forward to bring her body into contact with mine. She wrapped her arms round my neck – being within a couple of inches of my height, this wasn’t difficult – and pulled me down to her lips. As soon as they touched, her tongue began to.