"Time to move on" We start moving towards a clothing store, very busy and crowded, picking up a few random clothes for each of us I lead you towards t...e changing rooms. Managing to get into a single locked cubicle with you, I push you up against the wall holding your hands above your head and kiss you deeply. Before whispering into your ear "How badly do you want me?"I run my hand down your body, atop your clothing, over your breasts until my hand meets the bare skin on your knee just below. Children under ten are supposed to be rambunctious and noisy. I felt as if I was spending the afternoon with 'Stepford' children. Actually, Marsha was a little like a 'Stepford' wife. They were perfect; too perfect.Marsha and I started to go on little outings together. Of course, the girls were always with us. We hit all of the parks, zoos, and other similar attractions within a day's drive. The more time that I spent with the girls, the more relaxed they became. Before I knew it, I was looking. “Where are you going, Jack?” she asked.“Dad wants me to check on the warehouses.”“Okay, so I’m tied up with the generator. Take Janice and Oliver with you. You shouldn’t go in alone. I know it’s safe. Just make me happy.”“Okay, Shirl. Let’s go to the house and get our part of this show on the road.”On the way, Shirley called Janice and told her what to do and to get Oliver to join her. She replied that she would. We headed for the house. I helped Michael and Ben load the generator while Shirley. I walked up the driveway to the front door and rang the door bell. This was a package the receiver needed to sign for. The door opened and a very attractive, well built young middle aged woman, probably not much older than 40, answered the door. She asked me to come in. I generally don’t go into peoples houses but she was persuasive and I had no reason to believe anything might happen. As I stepped through the door she closed the door behind me and stood in front of it. She was wearing a very.