He sat by me, and began touching me on my bare legs, as I had on cut-off jean shorts. He told me of his new boat and asked me to come home with him an... go fishing, all the while, he was caressing my thigh, and on the outside my shorts at my crotch. I loved to fish, so I jumped up and asked my mother if I could go.Little did I know what his real intent was at the time, but I was to find out soon. At his home that night, it came up a thunderstorm and I was disappointed that we couldn't go night. To 4 p.m. shift, which afforded him the chance to spend 'normal' nights at home with his family. To her chagrin, Michelle felt her father's eyes on her at every opportunity that he had, whenever her mother's attention was engrossed in a scene on the TV.The anguished dad sometimes found himself getting hard just from looking at his daughter, depending on what the youngster was or was not wearing. Whenever he happened to catch a glimpse of her blossoming flesh at her chest, he would become hard.. It sounded like the ideal place to run away to and hide. The description even said it was a good place to hide and why wouldn’t I believe it? It was on the internet and we always believe everything we read on the internet, don’t we? Here’s what I read. ‘Duke’s lodge is located on the edge of one of Canada’s most remote yet picturesque lakes with an abundance of wildlife and some of the best fishing the Northwest Territories has to offer. This is an excellent launching point for day fishing. The infinite desperation of their later lovemaking left them both sexually satiated and tingling with delirious mental, emotional and physical exhaustion. Then they had slept nude upon the sofa in the lobby of the darkened tennis club, and when they had awakened it was already two o'clock in the morning."Suffering Christ!" he exclaimed, looking at his digital watch. "It's two o'clock!"Sally unconcerned crept closer into his arms, snuggling against him and reaching down between them to caress.