Kayla Rene Hamilton was probably a nice girl. Might have a boyfriend, jesus, she might be a lesbian, might have a kid. Fuck what did he do?Roland got ...ore and more upset at himself, when his mind tempered.He could make it right.***Kayla awoke peacefully, as a result of the physical exhaustion she’d put herself through. She shifted under the sheet, immediately wincing at the pain in her body. Her muscles were sore, more sore than she had been used to since high school volleyball. But mostly she. Finally satisfied we both cuddled up and went to sleep.The next morning after we got up we had breakfast. Kim suggested I help her dad check the fence line, so I went out with him and we got on the 3 wheeled ATVs and we drove the 5 mile circuit, checking for any breaks that might have been made by the cattle or intruders. We then made a quick survey, and the number of head were close enough to what was expected. Finally it was right before lunch when we got back home. We all had lunch, and I. I drove back to my parents's house and Kevin picked up a rental car.I didn't tell Mother or Father about my job. Not then.Unbeknownst to me, the next afternoon, while I was out with the kids, Kevin drove over and asked my parents for their blessing. We went out to dinner that night to one of our favourite restaurants out at Atlantic Beach and much to my surprise, his parents, my parents and my kids showed up.He got down on one knee, produced a ring with a rock on it that appeared to be about. Her tits were small budding mounds of girlish flesh."Oh, Daddy," she whispered as she began to unbutton her blouse, "I've been dreaming about this all day!" Me too, darling," Van admitted, his eyes riveted to her chest.Loni unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it out of her skirt. She wore a white bra even tough her little tits were high and firm and did not need the bra's support. The tops of her young tits rippled over the bra cups.Van reached out with a trembling hand and touched his daughter's.