Carol and Dahlia keep me fairly busy.There are a few other girls I get to dance with. I feel like one is particularly strange. The girl’s name is Je...nifer. She is a tall, lanky girl that is part of our group of friends. She is plain, but cute in her own way. The strange thing is, she usually is a reserved girl and is never outspoken or outgoing. When we danced, she is extremely touchy-feely. She rubs my arms and rubs her body against mine. I try dancing with a little distance between us, but. Mom hates the forest so it was never a problem keeping here at home. I loved being alone with my daddy and watch him in the woods as he set up our camp. The location where we usually settled was right by a river which was just deep enough to swim in. I cannot tell you tthe thrill the first time I saw him in his very tight swim suit and the lovely bulge. Only one person the world knew about my little crush on my daddy and that was my best friend Shannon who was two years younger than me but. It was not the incident of a single day. My father used to hold her breasts and fondle before me while watching a TV cricket match or caress or slap her huge butts and thighs while watching a Cinema. I saw many times, my father was playing with her body over her clothes and she was enjoying it. It seemed that, in the loveless life my mother started to think my father’s shameless irritating actions as a type of love and got ready to accept all his tortures on her.But else than physical side, my. I fell asleep. At some point, I felt people walking by. I remember being so tired that I was barely able to open my eyes. I was ready to call it a day and about to get to my room. But then, I turned and there he was. I definitely woke up. Something in me woke up. I had noticed the same guy a couple of times the previous week, but it was not until that moment that I truly felt his presence. I remember being very uncomfortable, and I did not knowwhy. I was certain that my uneasiness was of a.