I must be losing my mind, she thought. I should be thanking my lucky stars he had the good sense to leave when he did last night. A shiver rippled thr...ugh her body as she thought about what might have happened had he stayed. Would she have continued, surrendering her virtue? Would she have given herself to him? The shiver returned as she again chastised herself for daydreaming of him. She squared her shoulders as she rose from the bed, vowing to be strong and to not let his charms get the best. I'll be quick, and let you do whatever you want to me after my call ends." Fine, but hurry. I want to relive last night again in your arms."I hurried my phone call up, I was eager too. I barely hit 'End' when I threw myself on top of his body. I kissed his lips softly before asking, "Was that quick enough for you?" Yes." He spoke softly as he leaned in for another kiss.His hands wandered my bare body as we kissed. My left arm tucked under his back, my right hand played with his hair. Our kiss. Gramps and Sam both don’t want me to go, but even as a 16-year-old, they know that there is no way they can stop me. It is the defining moment when they realize that they are my guardians in name alone.That evening, Sam comes into my room to find me working, and he asks, “What is the sense of being your parent if you are just going to ignore what I have to say?”“I’m not ignoring you. What if it was you that was taken and had unspeakable things done to you. Grace has nobody else. Either I help. She wanted her father so badly! He stood there, looking at her--a mental picture he would rewind over and over for future masturbation. In his mind, he relished images of her body in yoga pants, in a bikini or a thong--and now--nude, awaiting his big cock!“I’ll be right back, baby!”He dashed down the hall to his bedroom and returned with his cell, taking dozens of pics of her in that position. She seemed oblivious to his sudden interest in photography. She was gyrating and masturbating, laying.