Dad has been saving up for years, and this is the year that he could afford the boat (or, "ship", as he insists we call it) and supplies that they nee.... Just ten minutes ago, I saw their tail lights heading out the driveway, around the corner, and not to return for far too long. Someone has to watch the house, and mom tells me it might as well be me, considering I don't have much better to do. Luckily, they set me up with a small weekly allowance for food, entertainment, and that sort of. She understood completely what was going to happen next, and wanted it just as much as he did. As he leaned over her, him sitting on his knees, on the bed, she felt one of his hands twined itself in her copper mane, and the other cup her face. And all too soon he had, reluctantly, broken the kiss. “What in the bloody hell was that?!” he exclaimed, looking down at her with wide, regretful, eyes. She sat up, a guilty expression consuming her features. “I’m sorry…when you said you were going over. Though I paused at the door before heading out into the hall. "Christmas? How the hell?" I didn't remember mentioning that, or joking about it with her openly. Coincidental perhaps, or just so in tune with her in ways I hadn't yet been able to comprehend. Either way, it was almost spooky ... and I again entertained ludicrous thoughts regarding her existence.It was however the witching hour though ... or almost seven-thirty anyway, regardless, as I headed down the hall towards the stairs,. ’s feet and he fed me food from his plate. When he had decided I had enough he instructed Nurse Hanna to take me to his bedchamber and let me rest there until they were ready for me. She led me up there. She tied my cuffed hands to the headboard. Attached cuffs to my ankles and spread my legs. She then climbed on top of me, her naked body felt so soft against mine. She pressed my breasts together and pressed her own breasts against them. I felt her full weight against me. She kissed my neck and.