" Now I've never been a happy recipient of pet names or even inappropriate chumminess. 'Luv', 'babe', 'dearie', or even 'you guys' is likely to cause ...e to bristle like an over-amorous porcupine. Admittedly, at home, I might be 'honeybun' or 'dinkums' or 'sweet cheeks' or 'sugar lips' or even 'dreamy dripping cunt bitch I'm going to skewer on my cockhead', but these are random sobriquets and always run the risk of being met with a hailstorm of crockery or "fuck you" screamed repeatedly full. He planted a kiss on each of her breast; each kiss gave her cause for a small gasp. He parted her legs and kissed her mound lightly at first; he parted her lips and kissed the pink that was there as well. Alexi shuddered and squeaked. She was almost nervous now despite her being royally drunk. His hand ran up her thigh and teased her sex; he toyed with her as she toyed with him, his tongue touching her lightly and his fingers stroking and playful. He played harder now, his tongue moved firmer. I guess it was at that point, I realized that I actually loved little Alice as a father to his daughter, as a friend to a friend and most importantly, as a lover to his beloved. There was no sense of guilt in my mind about the sin of incest because Alice was a stranger when we first met and adopted by us to foster her into a world of confusing values. Neither my wife nor I had any suspicion that she was anything other than normal and we had assumed that her mental facilities were as perfect as. I thought for a bit, I wasn’t happy with Candis’s laziness. I HAD to get her out, and I really wanted to do was cool off in the pool. Also there happened to be a totally gorgeous life guard at Ashborn and I always flirted with him each time I went, which was probably why Candis didn’t like going! ‘You know, I heard that Ben was going to Ashborn today.’ I mentioned after we had been laying on my grass for what seemed like forever. ‘WHAT?!’ Candis sat up, and looked at me as if to say ‘carry.