It's only normal. And besides, if you don't date now and then, your mother will get, suspicious and we don't want her to find out our secret, do we?" ...od, no!" Loni cried, clapping one hand to her mouth in horror. For the teenager honestly didn't know what she would do if her mother found out and put an end to her thrilling fuck sessions with her beloved daddy. He was her whole world."Okay, Daddy," she said a few minutes later, "I'll date those-those little boys, but just once in a while!". And Dad, well, he misses magic. He has a personal belief that somehow hecan 'invent' it again using his tech and although he has made a name forhimself with his company Golem Corp (Haha...yes...he did), it's only just ameans to an end. The best gadgets he has made are not sold norintroduced to the human market, rather he likes to keep them stored awayin our home away from public eyes. He does not think humans are readyfor the technology he has developed...such as alchemy-like machines. We headed out about 11 AM. It was a beautiful early August day, Mid-80’s, blue sky, just a few soft clouds. We drove for forty minutes into the countryside. We approached a large gate surrounded by trees so you got no real view into the property from the road. Dad knew the code and shortly we were driving down a long road in a spectacular grove of trees and meadows and lakes. We approached a huge house with about twelve cars parked outside. Nice cars. My Dad drives a BMW SUV and his car was. Girls! but we couldn’t make out the words, both posh accents, upper crust slurring their vowels and with such speed. We were sneaky not to be discovered, because you never know what you might see or hear. We decided to keep still and hidden, sweat pouring out of us, more excitement than anything else. The taller girl, who I recognised as the manor resident took her boots and socks off and rolled her jodhpurs up, paddling to sample the water temperature. They said something to each other and the.