So completely unfounded and unreasonable really. Were not we that same very "inexperienced scumbag" at nineteen or twenty? I don’t recall placing to... much emphasis myself on a father’s feelings at that age. Just running on instinct – if it moves and it’s in a skirt – you fuck it! If I could have my time over or even go back in time…I would apologize to every father whose worst nightmare I totally justified. In that regard, one might view having your own teenage daughter in years to come as. Your left hand is less damaged, some fractures."I assisted in the operation; we were at it for five hours which is why I look like shit this afternoon, so I can tell you honestly that your left hand should recover."Your right is a different matter. There's no way of knowing how much use you'll get back. You will get some use back, but there's little chance of full use. Sorry. We did what we could."Ged sank back onto the pillows, defeated. How could he go on without playing his music? He felt. She didn’t mind Bobby’s affairs with other women, since their relationship wasn’t really lover like. But she would have preferred it if he had at least bothered to give her a call that he would be late. They didn’t actually hide their affairs from each other, after all.Long after Bobby had gone to sleep, Priti lay there, thinking about Sanjay’s words. The next day, after Bobby had left to work, her thoughts kept wandering off to Sanjay. Just thinking about him made her wet. She kept expecting. "Ready?" she asked me. I nodded, and she lowered herself down. Her flesh slid tightly over my cock, down, until her cunt had completely swallowed my penis. Then she lifted herself up again so I almost came out of her, then down again. She got a steady rhythm going, and then leaned over on top of me, squashing her tits against my chest. She kissed me as I moved my arms up around her back, and she began to push her hips backwards and forwards in the same rhythm, so the fantastic sensation.