Anything, even a paddle, as long as he was the one wielding it, was what she craved. ‘Mark, baby, please look at me.’ She saw him with his head ba...k, the way he stood when he was trying to sort what was in his head. ‘Sweetheart, just let me hold your hand, please.’ She saw him look at her and for the first time since she walked in the door, she saw the Mark that she had fallen head over heels in love with and had given herself more completely to than he would ever know. Mark moved like a man. It was magical to watch. Her eyes softened, her laughter faded away to a small, almost shy smile.“I love you, Dad,” she said softly.Man-oh-man, was I lost. She very rarely told me how she felt about me, usually a quick, “Luv ya,” as she’d head out the door. This time it was so different. This time it was sweet and heartfelt, so much so, it brought a prickling sensation to my eyes.I reached across the table, brushed her hair lightly, cupped her cheek, and rubbed her pale freckles with my. Im just your somewhat typical high school sophomore. Im typical in that I go to school, deal with my dumb teachers, and I deal with my idiot teachers. Im not typical in that I exercise and that I have real ambition. Not like these idiot that think theyll go to Hollywood, be discovered, and be famous. My ambitions are not that superficial. If youre curious on how I look, well, I dont mean to brag, but Im a tall, muscular 16 year old. I have blond hair, blue eyes, and chiseled features. My so. Bhabi ki makhan jaisi chikni janghen aur bhare chutad bahut mast lagte thay. Usski chuchian uthak baitrhak kar rahi thee aur mere pajame mein naag devta fir sir utha rahe thay. Bhabi mujhe bahut pyar karti thee.Maa thodi der mein apne kamre mein chali gayi aur Bhabi mere kamre mein dakhil hui. Ab mujhe maa aur bhabi ki plan ka pata tha. Vo mere palang par mujh se sat kar baith gayi.Usske jism se garmi nikal kar meri janghon par mehsoos ho rahi thee. Tabhi Bhabi ne mera sir pakad kar apne seene.