To maine kaha thik hai tumhaari marji hai lekin tumhari mom mere saath nahi soti hai aksar tum logon ke saath hi soti hai aur mera khyal nahin rakhti ...o main kya karun bataao. Vo saant rahi aur kuch nahin boli aur main bhi vahan se apne kamare main chala aaya.main ab yahi sochta raha ki agar anu ne sab kuch bata diya to kya hoga.ab mere dimaag main vichaar aane lage ki kaise main apni beti ko bataane se rokun.mere paas ek hi raast tha ki uski bhi koi galti ho to main usko ye baat meri biwi ko. . . looking at his watch. They both had showered following the sperm bath he gave his daughter earlier (check out Part I). He had received a pair of black Nike men's running tights and a matching zip-up jacket for Christmas and elected to put them on prior to his next encounter with his daughter’s friend. Tammy came downstairs wearing a pair of tight blue jeans and a white blouse that was semi-sheer, less her bra, which he secretly celebrated. . The next day the wedding took place and we met the bride's family. They seemed nice enough and I was glad on William's behalf that he married into a nice family. The next day we were on our way back home.On Christmas Eve I gave each of the adult family members, myself included, a Christmas gift. A piece of jewelry depicting a heart with a cross in it. In my early teens it was popular to give a girl that you liked a silver-token of a cross, a heart and an anchor which meant faith, hope and love.. Joe had lied to me, my dress HAD beentaken out of the box. It had been worn.The first thing I noted was a small grey stain on the bottom of theskirt, I wasn't immediately sure what had caused it, but it was rightat the front and was very noticeable. Then I saw a second, larger,darker stain further up the skirt. It was as if someone had spilledsomething in their lap whilst sitting down and quickly tried to brushit off. As I took a closer look at this stain, the smell suddenly hitme. The dress.