It was buzzing obnoxiously and he shut it off. He debated returning to the bed for a couple of more hours before he slid off his bikini briefs and ope...ed the cedar chest he kept high in the closet, buried beneath hunting gear using the key he kept on a chain around his neck. He felt like a pink day and picked a thin, lacey g-string and slid the thong up his shaved legs until his package was encapsulated with lace, savoring the satin feeling on the garment on his skin. Next came the wispy black. I got off the elevator thinking why did I not ask him to come over to my room? Why? I thought to myself all he could do is say no but if he said yes he might want to play some. I changed into my shorts and t-shirt and was getting ready for bed but went down to the ice machine to get some ice before bed. When I finished filling my bucket I turned to walk out of the vending room and met Josh. I said hey and he said replied back and told me the ice machine was not working on his floor. He. I had already found out her name and told her she must have been a professional dancer at one time, she was moving so incredibly well. She blushed but she also started getting closer. That's when I started letting my hands roam, just light touches that I could have explained as accidents if she had protested." Meanwhile her husband was trying to act like it was all cool with him. He had poured down at one drink, and probably two. He tried not to obviously keep an eye on us, so he had taken to. They were scared, yet still felt some loyalty to him. Certainly they were confused. But they knew they wanted to stay with me and not have to go back home with their dad."Ben, Leah," I said, "we need to talk. This isn't good dinnertime conversation, but it's on our minds ... Even if it ruins our supper, let's get it over with."Sooner or later, your dad will get to see you. He is your dad and we can't keep him away from you entirely. When he does see you, you must not let him—or anyone else, for.