"What's that?" she asked, as James laid the panel on the desk.James saw what his sister was referring to and watched as she pulled a CD case from its ...iding place. His own curiosity was now piqued as he watched her open the case and saw the disk was labeled "private: for our eyes-only"."What do you think is on it?" Julie asked."Why would dad hide it is the better question." he responded.Julie sat in her father's chair and put the CD into the laptop. Seeing a folder open, revealing several. I pulled her bra open from the front and tongued her nipples. They were so long, it felt like I was drinking from a straw. In the meanwhile, I put my hand inside her skirt and rubbed her thigh. She had her thighs firmly pressed together. I did not want to force her. I resorted to my earlier trick of kissing her. Nothing like a deep kiss when you are in trouble!! As I kissed her, my hands were rubbing her thighs. Slowly as if by magic the pearly (read curly) gates of heaven opened. I rubbed her. Most importantly for me, Rozelle said it was all good; that sealed it. But, there was one more act to play out. A proposition my brother made me: one, frankly, I would have spit on but a short time before; but now, well I didn’t spit on it. **** It was late, it was Sunday night, I think he arranged it that way. Maybe he figured I would be too tired to resist. Looking back on it now, I think he may have been right. At any rate . . . “Stacey talked to you?” he said. “Yes,” I said. “And?” he. T.C.?’ Again a firm, ‘Yes, Sir!’ ‘Rank?’ ‘Cadet Lieutenant Colonel, Battalion XO, Sir!’ ‘An architect, and an officer. Terrance, thank you for returning my daughter safe and sound,’ I said turning to my daughter who was beaming with pride, ‘Well, don’t just sit there. Show him the house and the Rec room where he’ll stay for the next few days.’ She took him by the hand and led him on a tour through the house. I quickly fished out my phone and began to rapidly send texts to Jennifer. I told.