“Get it from the redhead with the big breasts,” I explained.“You know that isn’t politically correct,” Shepard said.“Yeah,” I commented ...ith a huge smile. “But it is true, and the truth seldom is politically correct.”“Will he call,” Shepard asked as the deadline loomed.“At fifty nine minutes into the allotted time,” I said. It was thirty eight at the time she asked.“So, do I set up the meet?” I asked, when he called back.“We will agree as long as the meeting place is satisfactory,” he. ..You give a little gasp and glance up. The fire between your legs is stillburning as hot as it was when you were naked, but now it feels differentsomehow. You feel so...Your gaze falls down to where...You can't help but whimper as the blazing need takes you.The man standing closest to you is squeezing and rubbing energetically atthe member still held in his sweaty palm. You feel like you will burst atthe sight.His eyes follow yours down to his hand, he seems almost surprised andshocked at what. "We are going to get lunch and talk. I'll wait for you by the front door."They settle into a corner booth at the rear of TGI Friday. The lighting is low and not really suitable for his anticipated Father/Daughter talk. After lunch while drinking a cup of coffee, Jim launches into the lecture he has quietly rehearsed to himself while eating lunch."Cathy you have to stop trying to get me back in your bed. I am your Father and it is called insest if we have sex together. It is just plain. The three of us slipped into one of the buildings and made our way up the stair case. As we reached the top floor Paul D. moved a large plank over the stair way and blocked it with some two by fours that was braced against the wall. We went through the first apartment, in one of the rooms in the closet, there was a hole that went to the next building. Once in the next building I looked out into the stairway, to my shock there was no stair way, just a vertical hole that stretched from the.