” I pause. “That’s it for this evening, but tomorrow there’ll be a special performance in the living room.” I blow the camera a kiss and sto... the recording.I don’t always watch the recording before I send it, but tonight I do. I need to make sure that there’s no other sound on there. I’m sure I heard a grunt from outside when I came, but there’s nothing on the recording. Relieved, I type an account of my day and tell my husband how much I miss him before attaching the video and pressing. It took several long moments for her body to calm. Trembles and quivers rolled through her again and again as I softly kissed her mound. Finally, her breath returned and she smiled meekly, embarrassed at the strength of her moment."That was exquisite, husband. I never dreamed such pleasure could be felt. Please, come to me now. I want to feel you inside me. I want you to take me, and make me yours."Moving over her, I kissed her deeply as she received me between her thighs. "I've wanted you just. . No. You didn’t tell me first. I told you.”“And?”“Seventh grade.”“Just because Brian is little, we think of him being much younger than he is. Twelve? Thirteen? Boys start noticing girls and as long as they aren’t behaving inappropriately, I don’t think we should interfere. I’ll just make sure that occasionally we have a conversation about proper behavior.”I just sighed. He’s just too old for his age.Getting Brian through seventh grade and Betts through her junior year in high school wasn’t as. -----------------------------------------------------My friends dad is what you call an opportunist. Leave it lying around and its gone.He's in and out of HMP and has a record as long as your arm. At 42, there's really no chance of him changing. Especially since the stolen goods are normally sold off for d**gs. Having said that, he's a decent guy, canny banter and he loves his daughter, my friend, with all his heart.He also has a habit of needing money. Forever asking his mam or daughter for a.