She’d love to be able to ride alone.”“I’ll talk to Zoe and get the information. If you have any other ideas for Christmas gifts, let me know. ...ust remember I want to be the cool unca.”“No worries. My kids think Phil’s a goof. He’ll never be the cool uncle,” Greg said.I smiled.“We should break him in on watching the little ones,” I suggested.“Who would watch him?”“Good point,” I admitted.When Kyle was little, I watched him while his parents were on their honeymoon. There was always an adult. Her fingers told the real story, though, as they walked on her thighs, staying in one place, and the light fabric of her dress began gathering under her hands. It came to her upper thighs and stopped.“I can’t see it yet,” he said, leering.“You just keep your eyes on the road,” she said.When no one was coming, she pulled it the rest of the way up, baring her copper colored curls.“Spread your legs,” urged Bobby. “Let me see that luscious pussy of yours.”She turned her back to the door and leaned. She was dressed in nothing but a see through crotch length nightgown. I could see her thighs glisten with the juices of her sexual excitement. I heard the smacking sound of her cunt as she straddled my knees and slid herself onto my lap facing me. Her face was glowing and her eyes sparkled as she bent to kiss me. I still remember how my heart leaped when she said, "OK John. I will go with you but on only one condition. I am totally in control of what happens. All I want from you is your willing. She felt that their getting together, even their falling in love, was inevitable. What was wrong with her? Even right now, all she wanted was Marin to hold her in his arms. Just thinking it made her smile.Cassidy slept fitfully and woke up late, feeling more tired than when she went to bed. Her dreams had been a repeating loop of nightmares, starring her mother catching them together. She kept waking up suddenly, almost in a panic. If she’d been younger, she would have run to her parents’ bed.