”An idea struck her. “What if I just pretended for you? Like acting. Wouldn’t that be the same?”Again the laugh. “No, it wouldn’t. I have ... sharp eye for fakeness, and when I detect it, it’s a big turn-off. Enough talking for now.”He had finished his food and now stood up. He walked over to retrieve a whip from the wall rack. She stared at it apprehensively. Could it be even worse than the wooden rod? Could anything be worse than that? She expected she was about to find out.“Please,” she. His chest was heaving, his face ashen but for scarlet blotches of ire. He was unkempt, having been indifferent to shaving while so consumed by worry for his daughter, and barely looked like himself at all. Yet it was him, her beloved if distant father. She wanted to convey the truth somehow to her father. By the very transmission of thought, perhaps. That here was another child of his, her and Rob’s blood sister. If Jacqueline were somehow welcomed, accepted into the family, loved, given the. She was not one who reveled in abandon. Her control had long since slipped and now she felt like she was just along for whatever ride Will was taking her on. She shook her head back and forth, trying to speak but the words never came. She felt like she was swelling, filled to the brim with this… heat, and she didn’t know if she could bear it for long.Then it burst. A single, flowing wave of intense, warm pleasure that left her feeling like she was melting. Her whole body tensed up, but she. AFTER WAITING OVER 10 MINUTES FOR THE CONVERSATION TO END, I GAVE UP AND TOLD HER THAT I WAS GOING TO CHANGE AND GO SWIMMING IN THE BACKYARD POOL. SHE CALLED OUT OVER THE PHONE RECEIVER THAT SHE WAS FINE WITH THAT AND MIGHT JOIN ME AFTER SHE GOT OFF THE PHONE. I CHANGED INTO MY TRUNKS AND HOPPED INTO THE POOL, AND WHILE I WAS KILLING TIME, I SAW THE BATHROOM CURTAIN MOVE. THEN IT DAWNED ON ME THAT MISSY MIGHT BE IN THAT BATHROOM RIGHT NOW, CHANGING INTO HER SWIMMING SUITE. THE IDEA OF.