I wonder, not for the first time, why she is not as strong as the rest of these health conscious folks. Once we are at ground level Maggie leads me ov...r to a cluster of women, I know many of them. I helped rescue them late last night. Was it really only last night."Chronos!" one of the women calls out to me and holds out her arm to hug me.It is Gwen or should I say Gwenivier. A beautiful blonde bombshell of a lady. I walk gladly into her arms and hug her tight. We have been through a lot. “It looks perfect on you sweetheart.” “I’m not taking it off,” I squeaked, hardly able to get the words out for my excited shallow breathing. “I’ll take everything else off, but not this.” My fingers traced the outline of his growing cock then we arrived home. It seemed strange to be in Daddy’s bedroom, alone with him as he removed his jacket and began to unbutton his shirt. I just had to feel his chest, running my fingers through his wiry hair, his muscular body hard yet beautiful, I buried. He'll behere any time, so lets surprise him when he comes in! As soon as we hear hiscar, come stand next to me."Dad walked in the house and saw us standing there like twins. His eyes wentreal wide, then a smile came to his face."Hi daddy," I said, "mom and I decided to surprise you!" You have! You two look gorgeous!" Lets go eat," mom said, "I'm hungry!"There wasn't any doubt that my father was both shocked and in awe at the wayI looked. Still, I was only 15, well, almost anyway, and by calling. “It’s okay, please don’t cry”, I said keeping my left hand on her shoulder trying to console her.“You know nothing”, she finally spoke something.“Well, I won’t know unless you tell me.”She shook her head and sobbed even more, big teardrops rolling down her cheeks. Now even I felt like crying because it is hard for me to see pretty girls crying. The wall I had built against my emotional vulnerability had completely molten now.“Well, I have a weakness; I can’t see pretty girls crying. I feel like.