Without warning, you stand and open the shower door, turning the water on and then walk up to me. I feel small suddenly, like I'm young again having y...u look at me this way. You grab my shoulders and look down into my eyes."I know. OK? I know it's wrong for a man my age to lust after an 18 year old girl. Much less my own fucking daughter! I could tell you it's because your mother is an insufferable cold bitch, because she is. I could tell you that I just can't control myself or that your a. Wow, that’s some commentary, where’d he get that voice from, posh-sounding woman. Saying he’s a wanker! God and she laughs at that, then she says to him “so I’m the spunk queen, you’re the wanker!” just like the commentator said. Can’t believe she said that to him, no wonder he’s getting so worked up. I see, he’s got a folder for each of her photo sets and he puts his pervy sheets in there and the videos he’s done. She’s got another folder up, a different photo set, there’s the sheets, there’s. He stood at six-foot-one and weighed a cool one-hundred-eighty-seven pounds. Growing up loving Notre Dame football, hunting, and America, he was a natural fit for the Army. His dream since c***dhood had been to be a Green Beret. His dad was a drunkard and his mom was timid. He was the oldest of three and drew from within the strength to excel. He played baseball, football, and basketball in high school - lettering in all three. The guy who had grown up in a veritable country shack was accepted. Weakly, she turned to face him, pleased to find he was naked. She moved closer until they were in each other's arms. His smile warmed her, and the look in his eyes was something she had longed for all her life."I love you," he said, then kissed her.Michelle sucked on his invading tongue before pushing her own into his mouth. She loved the taste of him. "I love you too," she said when they paused to breathe.“We don’t have much more time together,” he said, glancing at the clock on the nearby.