Dont you mean our slut? I countered. Semantics, she replied flippantly, What is this big news? Miranda and I are getting married today, I answered. Ex...use me? She asked, my news actually surprising her. In an hour at A Little White Wedding Chapel, I added. Youre serious? She asked. Very much so, I admitted, just as Miranda came out of the changing room dressed in white. Can we get a buy one, get one free wedding deal? Ellie asked. I didnt answer as I was completely mesmerized by my beautiful. The bell rang again."You bleeding," Reggie said trying to stop the ooze of blood from the bicycle accident scrap which hadn't heeled enough to take the beating."Let it go Reggie. It don't hurt and he will keep his eye on that blood while I break his fucking ribs," I said.It went all five rounds. I know I hurt him, but I couldn't put him down. I had sure as hell slowed him down. He wasn't dancing around the ring anymore. He was drag assing around and I was stalking him. If the fight had gone ten. Dad told me basically the same thing.School was out for the summer and we spent a lot of time in our pool in the back yard. Sunscreen? That summer we went through gallons of that stuff. We would do each other's backs. It felt kind of nice to have my sister rub my back like that. Jen, on the other hand, loved having her back stroked up and down. She even had me put some on her legs. She would spread her legs and moan as I applied the oily substance. When I rubbed her inner thighs she would moan. From what I could see I did not think she had anything on under it. "Daddy, can we talk?" "Sure, what's up?" She giggled, pointed and said, "that big bulge in your pants." I looked down at the tent my erection was making in my pants. I'm sure I blushed. "Sorry, Hon." "That's OK Daddy. I'm happy that you like what you see. I see you looking at my body lots of times and it makes me feel good and funny between my legs at the same time." "You're a beautiful young lady and I guess I just.