Pam stayed under the water for a few minutes before moving on with her shower habit of washing her hair, rinsing, and repeating. The conditioner was ...eft on as she exfoliated her body, followed by a long soapy body wash as she massaged each muscle. She turned the water up for the final rinse of her hair and body before reluctantly turning off the water. The air was cold after the hot spray, and she could feel her nipples tightening as she pulled the curtain back. A towel around her. Within her, mirth was struggling with embarrassment and beginning to prevail.He thanked her and clasped her shoulder to steady himself. Veronica was neither surprised nor particularly offended when he seemed reluctant to withdraw his hand once he had resumed a more or less stable and vertical equilibrium. She did not mind when he gently massaged her shoulder and moved his hand a little way down towards her breast, although stopping well short of that delectable protuberance. He was harmless. I was very happy, I held her hand and gave her some American chocolates and dropped her at her college, and while returning I have masturbated in the car at the same place where we talked. That felt soooo good.This continued and one day when I am on my terrace watching her she saw me and called meShe: naku oka doubt undi okasari rava.(I have a doubt once come here)Me: enti? (What?)She: I am sorryMe: for what?She: idi neeku teledu nenu neeku line vestuna, adi tappu ani telusu so sorry (u don’t. Our conversation started like most do; hello, what’s your name, what’s your turn ons and offs, etc… We talked and talked and I told him everything about myself. It wasn’t until later that I thought that I might be telling him a bit too much… I don’t know this man; he could be a crazy stalker. That’s when I realized that this was my daddy. A real daddy you would tell anything to. I had now turned 23 and after 4 years we were still talking. Summer was about to start and I had no plans. Carter’s.