When he had died ten years ago, he had left all his journals to me. He had kept one up until the last month of his life, when he had suffered a stroke...that he never recovered from. I had been reading an entry each night since I had received them. This one was about fishing and had references to the first time he had carried me out on a Minnesota lake.With fishing, it's not the size of the boat, motors and tackle, (though they help), but rather the time spent doing as few productive things as. To my surprise, she yelled out loud when she came.Later when I went to pull out, she wouldn't let me, and told me to fuck her again. I fucked her once more missionary style. She came and I didn't, but then I had her get on her hands and knees and I fucked her that way and came again. It was a great-sex night.The next week, we went back to the same place and got the girls loaded again. Robert and I had agreed that this would be the night we tried the swap. We stayed until closing and worked on. I seriously can’t. I’m supposed to be meeting a friend and I’m going to be late.’ I said looking at my phone. ‘Can I meet you later then?’ ‘I don’t know when I’ll be back.’ ‘That’s okay,’ was all Max said before he left. ——————————————– After Max left I rushed to my apartment to quickly shower and change before heading out to meet Saira at the restaurant. I didn’t know the name of the place as Saira had only forwarded me directions on how to get there. As the cab approached the location I saw. He had held his daughter and made love to Prue before he did.Prue felt his arm tighten around her. She knew he was going to be upset, but Sandie had been an important person in her life. She reached up and gently kissed Tah on the cheek. He looked at her, and she smiled at him.Prue then stepped out of his arms, and went and hugged Sandie. “It’s so good to see you well, my old friend. It seems Nianna remembers you, too.”Nianna nodded, and then looked at Tah, “Daddy, my Sandie. Read book.”Prue.