I didn’t need much and only took a couple of bags with me, but the move did mean saying goodbye to my sister’s wardrobe. My parents gave me a lift...to my student digs and after some typically over the top parental farewells, I was left alone three hundred miles from home.Settling in to student life was simple. There was an immediate social network in my fellow freshers, the halls of residence provided everything I needed and school had prepared me for the more demanding aspects of a liberal arts. I am married m. My life got a turning point when i remained alone after the departure of my family and started spending a bachelor life. I was still living in the same apartment alone and sometimes i felt so uneasy and lonely as i had been accustomed of living with my family. I do not have more friends and i do not like to visit families since my wife is not around. So, i started spending more time in front of my computer, surfing different internet sites. I had been enjoying a very active and. A year ago my daughter was still at school, and probably a virgin, now she certainly wasn’t.We returned to our sun lounges, with our drinks, while business was conducted. “You know its nearly a year,” I said.“I know, doesn’t seem that long,” she replied.“A year ago we were discussing what you would do for the year between school and uni, didn’t anticipate this,” I said.She smiled. “I thought I’d hate this, you know, but its not been so bad, that first night was the worst, Daddy. I rolled the sleeves up because they were too long for my arms then borrowed one of his narrow belts but I had to tie it because there wasn’t a hole for the buckle far enough along the belt.Five minutes later Jack said,“There, you look like a runway model Grace, put your shoes on and we’re ready to go.”“But I haven’t any knickers or a bra on.”“Okay, starting with a bra, you don’t need one, you beautiful breasts aren’t big enough to need support so why bother?”I knew that part was right,“But my.