'But you threatened me with the police yet it was you who's guilty of assault.' I complained managing to maintain a straight face.However, the look of...horror distorted her lovely face too much. I couldn't keep my mask of severity and I allowed a genuine smile to replace it.Sensing that I was joking, she admitted, 'I suppose I deserve that but you had me worried for a moment.'I burst out laughing and confessed my earlier worries. To emphasise this I stood up by her side. To my surprise, she. ”“Yes, she has,” I agreed. “So, how do we help her?” I asked.“Well, you could go in there and tell her you love her, make love to her, and buy her an engagement ring. But if you do that, you’re heading for a massive disaster down the road. That short-term fix would blow up in your face, destroy Kara, and leave you adrift. I think you know that, too. Seriously, all you can do is talk to her and be her friend.”“That was my plan — the talking and being her friend, not the getting engaged thing. I. This.morning.” she said in a rush.“Out of the pool… I was wearing my old, worn-out trunks… O-MY-GOD, you are perving on my cock!” he exclaimed. His cock surged fully erect and throbbed.“Yes, Daddy. You looked so hot, and your swimsuit was wet and transparent, and I could see every detail of your dick, and then you stood there in front of me drying off! I can’t stop thinking about it. My pussy has been wet all day. Can you help me?”“I’m not going to fuck you tonight if that’s what you are. I noticed over the course of the summer that besides acting like a just a friend, there were three categories of acts that Jeff would inflict upon me.Category one was humiliation. The events on the beach fell into this category. Another example of my humiliation occurred when we were out driving. We were talking about inconsequential subjects when all of a sudden he quietly said, "Get undressed."It took me a moment to realize what he had said, and after my inevitable query of confusion, he told.