It’ll be our little secret. I promise.Just…relax.” She kissed along his neck and moved her hand from hischest down to his stomach. Yeah, he was ...ld enough to be her dad…heWAS her dad! But he had kept in good shape and she could feel themuscles underneath. “Baby,” he said softly, “I just don’t think…Imean, this isn’t right…you’re my daughter.” But he didn’t move awayand she knew she had won.He couldn’t believe what was happening. God, it had been a long timesince he’d had any hands on his body. I had thoughts of killing myself. (she stops talking and puts her face down into her hands for a moment; I'm tempted to try to comfort her, but I think she just wants to be alone with her thoughts for a moment)Henry, seriously, if you ever told anyone I couldn't forgive you. I couldn't. (she takes a deep breath)Once I was there I tried to act like I was open to people, but I still didn't know what to do. It didn't matter because in a little bit I was picked up by the most amazing woman. No, you. It contrasted nicely with her snow white butt and the large white areas of her breasts that have never seen the light of day before. Her new bikini doesn't cover much more than her nipples and the cleft between her legs.It probably didn't make her feel any better that she was attracting an audience. One of her neighbors was standing out in his driveway watching in disbelief. And three teenage boys on bicycles had stopped in the street to watch.Amber tried to ignore them. She kept her head down. As we made our way throught the flats he spoke about how many tennants were lined up to move in and how popular they seemed, the whole time i was weak at the knees imagingin what was below those pants, the wedding ring on his hand put me off, so i saved the thoughts for back at the hotel that night!. We entered one of the penthouse flats on the top floor with floor to celing windows looking out over a field and tree area, i said how amazing they were, so open yet private at the same time. He.