I screamed at him to stop it, a hand was put over my mouth again to keep me quite. One of the buttons popped off the top of my dress as he pulled it a...art. He opened the front of my dress wide enough, so that my small breasts were fully exposed. I think he was disappointed that my breasts were not bigger, most thirteen year old girls don't have a lot of breast and I was no exception, a couple of fried eggs would have been a fair description. But it wasn't my breasts he was interested in. He. He turned away, this was his daughter but her fragrance, her feminine aroma filled his nostrils.“Daddy, please stop,” Meg pleaded.Her belly was distended, hanging like a bag in front of her; Liam stopped the flow and massaged her tummy.“I’ll try to help,” he encouraged her as he continued to massage her belly.When he felt her relax he started the flow again though, this time he tried to keep her relaxed, massaging the distention that hung below and then caressed her bottom as she accepted the. Their friendship had developed and strengthened after spending several weeks together on a school project.Now that the assignment was completed with rave reviews and a great grade, they continued seeing each other in social settings although their relationship had yet to be clearly defined. On this night, they were hanging out in Marybeth's remodeled cellar which served as a family room/teen hangout. Nobody bothered them down there and they were basically on their own, especially on this night. I wasn’t worldly wise by any means, but I did know, even at that early age, that solid relationships are built on trust and it was now obvious to me that MA couldn’t be trusted.While I’d been sitting there watching the dancers, thinking and nursing my beer, the place had filled up. When the band finished playing the two-step, they started playing Black Velvet and several people got out on the floor and started doing the Cowboy Boogie, so I got up and joined in. When Velvet was over, the band.