It is one reason whyI don't have one. Your text message thread with a certain 'Greg'revealed much about your past. Including your messages to variousc...nsorts that ended any brief union. We are alike because we both have awilful disregard for the feelings of others, you with the female sex,and I with humanity as a whole. And we show that disregard in a lack ofemotion."He continued, "Colloquially, you do so with the so-called notches onyour bed posts. You move from conquest to conquest with. She wanted Dad so much, so very much.When he stopped dancing and pulled back it shocked her. Looking up at him with questions unspoken, Dad took her hand and smiled gently, his eyes heated. "Come to bed with me," he suggested softly.Sasha's heart tripped. She smiled and nodded, her mind almost yelling in excitement, 'Yes! At last! Yes!'In bed, hugging her pillow with one arm, her mind full of her fantasy with Dad, Sasha touched herself, her fingers easing into her panties to touch her pussy.. He was still quite sure she wasn't lying about her inexperience. She didn't do this with every GI she happened to run into. But he couldn't believe she was that interested in him. Insecurity, based on losing a part of his body, wasn't banished easily.She had let him cum in her. Twice. Maybe she was on the pill. But why would she be on the pill? She said she didn't have a boyfriend. Did women take the pill anyway, just in case? He didn't think so. She would have said so. And she had said if she. He doesn't believe it." Mumm." Sandra was blushing "Please, let him be." No, he needs to know, and you do too Sandra, what a bounding really is."Sandra looked at him as if wanting mostly to apologize, as she at last gave after for her mothers wishes. She said hesitatingly."Treasure, I don't like those panties, take them of please."Shaking his head he said. "No way Sandra. And I want my real clothes back."She smiled, a surprised but satisfied smile."No Treasure, that won't do sweetie, be quiet.