She was all of this, and so many other positive things.I worry now, having read again the different ways I've portrayed her in some of my stories, tha... I wasn't fair to who she really was when describing her to my readers. I am uncomfortable, having only told a very few parts of her whole life story. I'm worried now that my readers might have formed a negative opinion of Theresa.Those of us who knew her, who loved her, all held her in the highest regard. In spite of all she went through, Teri. We had to pass by his home to go to college everyday so we used to hope that someday he would notice us when. One fine day we both were dressed up in hot pink mini dress and high heels. We passed by his home and he was standing right outside. He noticed us and he wasn’t able to take his eyes of us. He even whistled at us, we acted like as though we hated it, but we actually enjoyed it. Next day we wore a sleeveless blouse and half saree.Before we could go near his home we made our cleavages. He'd been beardless for so long that he found even the idea of a beard uncomfortable now. "Want to explore today?" He jerked his head toward the forest beyond the outhouse.Her brown eyes brightened. "Yes! I'm tired of cleaning and fishing." She grabbed his shoulders and pulled him down for a quick kiss. "Thank you."He tousled her hair. "We all need a break."He took two steps toward the cabin before she stopped him. With her head down she spoke in a soft, hesitant voice. "I love you, Daddy. I'm. I suck harder on her clitty. My tongue dances around it. I look up at her and see her lust filled eyes, slightly hooded, and replete with need. I nod my permission to cum, and she does without delay. Her body shudders, and writhes in the throes of her orgasm. Her hips buck against my mouth, as I continue to finger her, curving my fingers up and giving her the “come hither” motion. She spasm with another blissful convulsion, right behind the first. Marks is pulling her nipples away from her.