I always ignored it, chalking it up to nature. But this morning was different; my father was grinding against me slowly. His breathing was heavy and h...s voice was hoarse as he whispered, “It’s been so long.” I sat frozen, focusing on the feeling against my behind. Being so close to my father over the past couple years had bubbled up feelings of affection no daughter should have. I spent many a nights masturbating feverishly over him once he fell asleep. Feeling his thick erection against me. I didn't know what. He then tells me if I want to go next to the shed (which was still there) I say yes. He then says if I wanted to open up the shed. At this point i knew what I wanted, and I knew what he was here for, but for some reason I didn't question it or anything. I was still embarrassed to say anything. When we got in the shed, again we just stood around. My heart beating faster and faster, (it's beating fast as I'm typing this) I finally ask if I could shut the shed door. He says. That was to give youmore incentive to say yes, the position is that of my secretary what doyou say David?" she said.I thought for a moment this was her revenge telling me that I didn't havea job would have been enjoyable for her, but not as enjoyable as beingable to rub my noise in it everyday if she wanted. There was no doubtthat she could make it impossible for me to find a job with a major firm,so I was forced to accept her offer. "Okay you have a secretary," I said. "Good for you I knew. In the background he heard the horse whinnying and nodded his head up and down."This is gonna be real nice. Real good, but first let's get warmed up, eh?"It was a dream. It was a horrible, wonderful dream, it just had to be. People just didn't do this kind of thing, disappear into a barn and--and act out their fantasies no matter how warped they were. Barbara moved behind her cousin, still somewhat in a fog. Behind her was Brad, his heavy footsteps sending shivers up and down her spine. She.