"Yes, very, Miss–" I hesitated. "Oh, just call me, Missy," she instructed, moving her lust-covered fingers over my lips and onto my tongue. Oh god s...e tasted sexy! Although, at that point, even the slightest hint of femininity turned me on like crazy. I was moved emotionally by Missy's grace and affection. I felt like crying, more out of desperation than anything else. I needed this never-ending arousal to be quenched. Her essence tasted so sweet that I became dizzy with desire. My body. I suddenly got embarrassed and just a little bit excited as I looked athis naked form. I wasn't a gay man, but there was something about wearinga virtual body that seemed to free one from inhibitions. I suppose youcould say that is what they were designed for. In the medical andpsychiatric fields virtual reality was used as a means of therapy withgreat success. I looked at Rhonda's midsection. It was operating asdesigned. "I guess so," I said, as I looked about the room. "What do you think. We snuggled together afterwards, giggling at the thought of my father almost directly underneath us while we played. I realized that I didn’t have much respect for my father, and hadn’t for a long while. It saddened me.Twenty minutes later we dressed and hit the head to clean up, and started the grill. They had caught several nice catfish, which Mike promised to clean and fry in the next couple of days. Dad had been hitting the beer pretty hard, but he drank so much he was able to maintain. ', you started. 'When you saw me in my bikini, or when I ran around the house in my undies, did you ever look at me like.... I was a woman?' My heart pounded in my chest and I gulped loudly. 'Why do you ask honey?' I answered. 'Mmmmmm, well Daddy, because.... even though you are my 'official' Daddy, you really aren't my biological daddy at all. I still see you as a good looking man, very attractive and strong. Someone I would want to be with if the time was ever right.' I must have been holding.