She had shoulder length blonde hair a pretty face and pleasant smile. As we carried on chatting, she kept returning to the subject of my girlfriends a...d I began to feel a bit uncomfortable as the conversation got more and more intimate and when she made one statement, I knew there was than just her wardrobe rail she wanted fixing."The girls today are so liberated," she said, "all they ever seem to think about and talk about is sex, sex, and more sex. I didn't see Jack's, errrr, you know, until. After that I took her home still half dressed.When she got out she was half naked and said that was something else - I will be wanting more than that.I said not tonight lets talk next week.Monday she was all over me telling me she had not had as good a time for years as we had in the car- god what would we be like in the bedroom.I said well I could arrange for an audition - I liked what happened myself. You were great.She said how about Friday night and plan to stay overnight. There is room. I love you.I love you, too, Honey.Will you snuggle me and hold my titty while I sleep?As long as your mother snuggles my back.Goodnight, Jane and Darren and Mitzi. Sleep well.Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.So, this is the famous Black Forest?Yes. In German, it is the Schwarzwald, meaning--wait for it--Black Forest.And this is where our family came from?Yep, at least my father’s family came from this area. They left here in the 1700s, to escape the marauding French.The Germans fled from the French?Sure did.. I couldn’t help it.” I opened the nightstand drawer to find something to mop up my mess. “She wasn’t supposed to have told.” Dad continued without skipping a beat, and I stood on my long legs the aftershocks pulsing against the base of my spine. “God I hated it when that belly got bigger and bigger. It just got too big for such a young girl. It couldn’t have been mine Puss, she was just a cheap little whore, just a cheap whore. It couldn’t have been. She wasn’t even supposed to have had her.