Steffani was an avid runner, her long well toned legs a testament to that fact. Her body was any man’s dream. Dusty saw her skimpy running shorts an... tank top cling to her dewy skin everyday when they ran. He couldn’t run behind her because if he did then his body would not be fit to run, it would turn on him and he’d fall flat on his face. Steffani watched Dusty as he passed her. He was so antsy this morning, and she wondered what was his problem. It was almost as if he was angry at her. She. Her hands beneath the table. I knew what must be done, because fathers had been fucking their daughters since biblical times. It wasn't up to me to judge or explain, but to carry the scene to its bittersweet end."Princess." I said. She got up and I followed her out the door, down Main Street one block south through pouring rain to her storefront office covered with the words family, Home, Health, and Auto in gold and black. She unlocked the door. There isn't a policy that protects daughters. Running a finger down the front of my rain-and-sweat-soaked t-shirt, she says, “Better, but still too wet,” grabbing the bottom and pulling the shirt up and over my head. Then she stands there, regarding me mischievously.Thus challenged, I lift her shirt over her head also, revealing her breasts and small tight nipples. Stepping closer to her, I run my fingers gently over her cotton underwear and between her legs. “Still too wet,” I decide, beginning to draw the panties down her thighs,. They described to their Gramps what was going on and what all had happened.When William pulled his wagon up right beside Moses, Joe was sitting on the tarp with the Barkley brother’s wives. They held George across their laps as they cried and worried over him.“Clarissa, you and Rose come get on this wagon so you can hold Lilly Beth. We got to get her, Eli, Isaac, and George down to Doc’s as soon as we can. Where are all the others?”“Catt, Eva, and Tin Yu are back at the house with the rest of.