”“Perhaps” she replied and folded her hands together and hung her head.“That idiot still on your mind?” Josh asked gently after a moment.“...eah” Melody sighed “and thanks again for coming to my rescue.”“No worries, I don’t mind saving you at all” Josh joked a bit.“I knew you were going to say something like that, but I mind, needing to be saved again.”“Ah” Josh replied, understanding her completely.“When I was a small boy, there was this upper class man that liked to kick the shit out of me so. Jenny sat up, staring at me, 'Your Dad shags you', but I allayed her anxiety, by explaining our father daughter closeness, 'He does not put his cock inside me, like I told you, he rubs against it until I cum, then he shoots onto it'.'My dad is always querying me and watching me', she admitted, 'Do dads want their daughters when we start menstruating'?'They pick up on our need, it's just natures way', I added, not really too sure what I meant, but my daliences with my own dad felt perfectly. .. it was upsetting." Pam, I understand what you're saying and I can imagine how you feel. What you don't understand is how I feel and how bad it hurts. You know what she did to me. You know what I did to her. But have you ever really tried to think about what it feels like? If you did, then you would see that I didn't deserve what she dished out." Now, I'm trying to move on. I want to stay in touch with you and Mark. But if this is what I can expect when I come to visit or call, then tell me. }I think everyone in town was at the funeral, plus quite a few from out of town. Cindi and Jude stayed outside until almost time for the service to start, hoping to see Clyde, but he didn't show. They had just taken their seats when he came through the door.I was watching through Cindi's eyes when she spotted him. All of the seats in the back of the church were full, so he had to come down near the front. {That's him Mike, } Cindi said.{Got him, Sweety. Let him get settled in his seat, then.