We lived about twenty miles from the School and a lot of times my daughter would doze off on the way home. She worked so hard at cheerleading I'm sure...it was quite difficult to stay awake after going to class for several hours followed by several more hours of intense exercise. When she said that she was tired and asked if she could lean on my shoulder, I didn't think much of it and just told her, "Sure".She was still wearing her cheerleader outfit. She was lightly holding my hand and when she. I am ashamed. I promised Dad I wouldn't tell you about what we did. Actually, if you want to know the truth, I was hoping we could continue playing. But I knew the moment you got home, I couldn't do that to you. I was just wishing I had someone."I still do. Mom, I don't know what to do. I want us to be a family but how can I face Dad? How can either of you love me after what I have done! Oh, I've messed everything up so bad!" Heather said breaking down crying again."Listen, sweetheart, I think. “Fuck me in our bed, defile it.” I was down to my boxer briefs, which she removed with ease, casting them into the air. Sylvie was down to a pair of lace panties. Witnessing her firm body with soft womanly curves, my cock had stiffened once more. Her breasts were full and generous, pressed tautly against her chest with small stubby nipples. Biscuit coloured freckles adorned her cleavage as she pressed herself against me. Her expression was one of lascivious mischief, kissing her, the passion. I actually wanted to think about it first. Did I want to open it? What would I do if it said what I feared it would? I needed time. The results wouldn't change if I didn't open it for a while. I locked it away in a drawer in my desk at home and forgot about it for a while.I had gone to bed one evening after a particularly bad day at work and was reading when Page came in. She had just finished checking on Penny and she was heading for the shower. We had celebrated Penny's two month birthday.