" Sure."She hurried into the kitchen and stepped up beside Elmer as he was peeling potatoes at the sink. She looked around and whispered, "I think I'm...ready to, uh, you know, do this thing?"Elmer looked over his shoulder to make sure they were alone and said, "Sweet Anna Belle, I don't want you to feel like you're being pushed into something. Don't think of it as a project with a due date, okay? If you feel strongly enough about Jasper, it'll happen when it happens. If it helps, I can make sure. I assure you that this is a work of fiction, pure pornographic fantasy. None of it is true, all characters and events are purely the product of an overactive, and somewhat warped, imagination. Please dont brag to me about how you raped your niece, or felt up your daughter. I dont want to hear it, it neither turns me on, nor in anyway make me feel your are anyone special. ———————————————————– I look in my backpacks side pocket… nothing, then the other pocket. Are you coming miss, the drive calls. Walking back to him I said, " I want you to see every inch of me. Undress me slowly. "His smile said it all. Starting with my blouse he ever so slowly began unbuttoning it, using his finger to gently touch every inch of skin bared. As he pulled the halves of the blouse open, he stared at my brad breasts as if it was the first time he'd seen them.Slipping my blouse off, he traced his finger atop the cups of my bra then ran it down until he reached my belly button and placed it inside, pressing. Saturday morning I woke up in fathers arms, and although he was my father, I felt that I wanted to wake up like every morning, the rest of my life. After breakfast, I was keen on sex, and father was not very difficult to persuade. It was a ride where fathers fingers again hit my rear hole, and this time I more or less encouraged him to try with a couple of fingers. Fairly quickly father had a few fingers the right way up, and even if they didnt fill as much as my massager, it seemed much.