I'd lift your nightgown over your head, letting my hands slowly brush their way up your body, caressing your sides and running over your breasts as th...y did so. Next, I'd stand in front of you and reach around to your back to unhook your bra. Of course, I'd have to press my face between your beautiful, small breasts as I did so, letting my tongue lightly graze up and down your cleavage. As the clasp opened, I'd drag my hands along your skin, lifting your bra off of you, but not until my fingers. He then reached over and felt my right breast through my pajamas. I felt a warm feeling as he slowly massages my breast. Daddy then said “Take you PJ’s off so I can see your breasts” I was afraid to do it and daddy said “Let me do it darling.” Daddy grabbed the sides of my pullover pajamas and pulled them over my head. Here I sat in bed with my breasts exposed to my daddy. I was kind of excited as to what daddy was going to do next. “Let me kiss your tits.” daddy said and bent over and. He desperately wantedto release his hands and arms to apply pressure to his now aching memberbut Joyce and the other ladies had ensured that would be impossible withdouble leather restraints and cuffs attached to the rigid metal headrestand to the metal framework beneath his mattress.His pulse quickened like never before as he felt the high heels he waseffectively locked in click against one another, his legs crossed andbound at the knee so that every movement registered a vibrant hiss of his10. One night before he went home when Isa was asleep, Juan said to her:“I love you, Titi. I want you to get better soon. So, you can see me walk across the stage, Titi. Oh, and Titi…I kind of want to go to the Navy. I know, I know. But I think I do it. I’m a big boy. Haha,” Juan teared up.Juan took one last look at her and took one look back at the window. He got closer to her lips and gave her a short kiss on the lips. He wiped his tears. The remnants of his tears were still on her.~~~Present.