He is on his back on the sofa, a cold beer on the table. He almost drifted off for a bit. The smell of lasagne in the oven, the evening light through ...he window, the music. This is his paradise, his garden of Eden. This is the forbidden fruit.“Daddy…” She sighs when she walks into the room. “I know, Baby. But you see. That café makes the best espresso around. And this sexy girl is working there, and it’s really hard for old men to change their ways. So that café is where I am going to buy my. It took me months to come to a verdict and I finally chose Queens in Canada. Why? Because I thought it’d be fun to live on my own for a while, that and the fact that post-secondary education cost far less in Canada than here in the United States, even with the scholarships. But then it arrived, a letter with a wax seal like something out of the medieval age. The seal was in the shape of a red sun. No address was written on its face but my name was engraved in cursive gold letters. Naturally I. Start off by making me open my legs and we’ll go from there,” Krista said as she closed her legs and waited for Summer to make her next move. Summer was a little unnerved because she had never pleased another woman before. This was all new to her, but she did not want to disappoint Krista since Krista had not disappointed her. Summer just began by doing something that she felt comfortable doing and hoped that Krista would like it. Taking Krista’s feet in her hands, Summer began to massage. I carefully undid the upper one, as she stood close to me, smiling demurely. Then the lower one. The jacket fell open, revealing a pair of firm, naked breasts. “There! I didn’t think I was!” she said proudly. “I didn’t think you were either.” “So why …” The only honest answer to that was “Because I wanted you to be nude for me,” but she already knew that. So instead I just murmured “Let me help you,” and slid the little jacket over her shoulders. It fell down her arms and off: I dropped it.