The hands pull back up, fingers curled and burrowing in Josie’s skin, shivers manifesting themselves in every part of her body. With the jeans now h...lfway down her legs, the hands start sliding back down Josie’s outer thighs until they reach the trousers’ waistline, where they keep sliding down along her calves, dragging the pants down with them. As the hands and jeans reach Josie’s ankles simultaneously, she pulls up her left leg to finally liberate it from this daily and mundane guardian. Mrs Jones was what you would call average. She was about 5 foot 8; not fat, not slim.; greying blonde bob haircut; women didn't dye their hair back then. I liked her because she was always kind to me, but I had never seen her as attractive or anything. I was just a teenager! Now, seeing her in underwear; black underwear; I started to look at her differently.Turns out, Mr and Mrs Jones were actually getting a divorce, and he had moved out. Mike had gone with him. She said "Mike's gone with his. She would look at the letter and some priestess would translatethat in writing, perhaps one day she would be able to tell the otherswhat scared her so much.The worst part in her situation was to depend on others to the simplestthings. She had to use diapers constantly, because neither she couldcontrol her muscles which prevented her form peeing or evacuating, norshe could walk fast enough to reach the toilette or call the others tohelp her. She had also to be fed, and sometimes she had a hard. Suddenly, he snapped out it and made an excuse to let go and move away, putting Marie between he and Sarah.Another incident that made him lust for his daughter was when the girls had gone to the restroom. Sarah was the first to exit the restroom. She came up to her daddy, like any girl would and placed her hands around his neck. She thanked him for the great trip and kissed him on the cheek. It had started as a playful kiss that very quickly turned very sensual. She moved from his cheek to.