I quietly opened the freezer and took out two of our popsicles, the cylindrical ones that are wrapped in plastic, and put them in a tall glass. I adde... a few ice cubes to the bottom of the glass before I started tiptoeing across the linoleum to the door leading to the dining room. Slowly I pushed the door open and saw that the room was dark so I knew he was not searching there. I figured I didn’t have much time so I quickly made my way to the other door. I wanted to get upstairs either before. They’d been through too much. ‘It would start with just watching a movie while holding hands, or putting my arm around them. Then it would be hugging, then kissing. After a while we’d move to just trying to be comfortable naked, but not even touching. We’d try a back rub, a hot tub together, eventually progressing to sex. Isabelle was often there in the initial stages, and sometimes for the more intimate parts, she was always just outside the door. It was awkward, sometimes, I had someone run. And I knew that. And I knew she was speaking to me when she said it. But it was the way she said it that initially threw me. And maybe because of that I acted the way that I did. Irrationally perhaps, foolishly, even stupidly, but for a moment I became my father. Don't ask me to explain it, because I can't. I simply walked over to her, her hands coming up towards me as I stood by the side of the bed. I don't even remember undressing myself, but in the next instant I was naked, crawling into bed. You shiver, and moan when your finger glances over the very tip.Your divine expression ..... So erotic. I sigh ... Or is it a moan ...Your bra discarded, you play lovingly with those majestic breasts, lifting them in turn to lick and suck your delectable nipples. I take the chance between shots to rearrange myself, because my trousers are feeling too tight .... You touch your pinkness, rubbing gently, your fingers becoming instantly wet, which you move up to your lips and lick, your eyes.