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Sandi's Story


                                 SANDI'S STORY
                                       by
                                    R. Hawk


     My mother died when I was eight from a car accident with a drunk
driver five years ago.  My Dad was left to raise me on his own and
against his beliefs I think he did a good job trying to fill the role
of both mother and father.
     It wasn't easy for him to raise his baby girl into a young woman,
but he had managed even through the "period crisis" with very little
help from anyone else.  But I didn't like the fact that he refused to
go out and date other women claiming his devotion to my mother.
     Even though he didn't know I knew that his collection of
penthouse and playboy and other magazines grew over the years with the
absence of a woman in his life.  Occasionally I had flipped through
them, reading the stories, interviews and of course looking at the
pictures.  I hadn't had a mother to undress around so it was rare that
I saw an older woman naked.  But I didn't really understand what my
father saw in the pictures until grade seven's sex ed class.
     After that I started looking at my father differently he wasn't
just my father anymore I saw him as a sexually functional male.
     I began noticing that at least once a week he locked himself in
either his room or bathroom for extended periods of time.  I began
getting curious at what he was doing, what it felt like to have an
orgasm.
     I was shy at school and as such didn't have very many friends
certainly not boyfriends so instead of going straight off into
intercourse.  When I showered that weekend I made it a little longer
to rub my vagina, and clitoris until I experienced it.  My very first
orgasm.  When I had reached the point of climax I had let out a little
scream of pleasure by my father was pounding on the door asking if I
was all right.
     I told him I was fine and I could tell by the sound of his voice
that he was reluctant to leave.  After he had left I turned the water
back on washed myself off quickly.  I stepped out and started drying
myself off.  I remember having a sudden urge to see myself in the
mirror.  I used my towel and wiped the stream off of the mirror.
	My breasts weren't as big as the women in the magazines were,
and my frame wasn't very big and the few sparse hairs of pubic hair I
had were filling out a little more.  I wasn't a woman but, I was
getting there.
     After about a month of my secretive masturbation I figured that
Dad should have a woman to make love with thinking that if
masturbation felt as good as it did making love must be even better.
I started looking for a woman for him.
     It took me two weeks before I finally found one that I liked
enough and I was sure Dad would too because she had a small frame big
tits, and a nice ass.
     I invited her to dinner one night, she came willingly and I let
her and Dad spend the night alone by saying at the last minute I had
to go to a friends house.
     Dad gave me a look I'd never seen before, but it wasn't
gratefulness.  But I left the house smiling thinking that they'd get
along great together.
     When I returned home three hours later Dad was waiting for me in
the living room, alone.
     "Sandi, what was that about tonight?"
     "What?" I asked innocently.
     "With Ms. Rockwell, why did you invite her to dinner and then
leave?"
     "I thought you two might want to be alone...."
     "I figured that much out but why did you do it?"
     "I just figured it wouldn't hurt if you started seeing people
again!"
     "Sandi I've told you before, I am not going out with anyone, your
mother was the only woman for me."
     "Dad, Mom's dead, you've got to get on with your life wouldn't
she want you happy and with someone rather than with..." I trailed
off.
     "With what?" he demanded.
     "With those magazines!  You have so much to offer a woman Dad,
why can't...."
     "What magazines?"
     "Those ones that you think you've got hidden, the ones with the
pictures of the naked women."
     "Sandi, you're not to be looking at those."
     "I have for years Dad, and I don't like the idea of you
masturbating over them rather than being with a real woman." Strange
words considering I had been doing exactly what he had; masturbaing
over the pictures.  "Why don't you find one and make love to her like
you should be doing rather than gazing over pictures."
     "Sandi, you don't know what your talking about!"
     "Yes I do!" I shouted at him angrily.  "You need a woman, to
hold, to carress, to make love to, to enjoy the days and evenings
with.
     "Sandi...."
     "Dad, I hate seeing you lonely like this, I find you a smart,
sexy woman and you can't even keep her attention for two hours."
     "Sandi, your the only woman that I want in my life right now."
     "Dad, I want you to have the kind of love you had with Mom.  I
want you to be happy, and you can't have that kind of happiness with a
magazine."
     "Sandi, come on...don't act like this I don't want to be married
again, there is no one that will ever make me feel like I did with
your mother."
     "So you won't even try, Dad, nobody is telling you to marry
anyone anyway.  All I'm saying is start dating, maybe get a
girlfriend."
     "Sandi...I'm not going to...."
     "Just ask someone out, go out on a few dates, for me!  But above
all I want you to enjoy yourself rather coming right home after work
and moping around here!"
     "Sandi...."
     "Please!" I begged.
     "All right...all right.  I'll go on a few dates ok, but after I
have you can't try setting me up like you did tonight or bothering me
about going out again."
     "I can't promise that besides did you mind my choice in women
that much.  I thought you'd enjoy the size of her breasts."
     "Sandi I like women for more things than their bra size."
     "But Margaret wasn't wearing one."
     "I kind of noticed that Sandi, but that's not the point...."
     "Then what is?"
     "I like women for who they are not what they are!  I love you and
I always will no matter what size your...."
     "Breasts are." I finshed.
     "Yes!"
     "But I'm not your lover though."  Even as I said it I was getting
more and more curious about love making; love making with my father.
As he was talking thoughts of his warm fingers and hands on my breasts
or his chest pressed against mine or his fingers touching me where I
touched myself in the shower, and then just as I was imagining what
lay forbidden in his pants he pulled me down onto his lap surprising
me smiling.
	"You haven't heard a word I've said Sandi!" he told me but I
was too busy wondering if he could feel the heat radiating from inside
me.
     Intenionally but unnoticed by him I ground myself against his
thighs as I hugged him and told him I was sorry.  I could feel him
stirring beneath me before he pushed me off of him telling me.  "Go
brush your teeth!"
     "I think I'm going to have a shower too before I go to bed.  I
got pretty dirty over at Melanie's."
     "Your taking a fair number of showers lately, is there anything
that I should be worried about?"
     "No, I just like feeling clean, is that all right with you," I
asked smiling.
     "Of course it is  but its just a change from...."
     "Your right, I do need a change.  I'm going to have a bath
instead!"  He chuckled and I went upstairs and ran the bath while I
was undressing I thought I heard something from the corner behind the
toilet but after a second it was gone.
     The idea of making love to my father was such a turn on I sighed
when I actually slid into the water.  I put my feet up on the edge of
the tub and began caressing myself.  The whole time I imagined that it
was him doing it pressing his fingers into my steamy cunt.  Pretending
it was him I finger fucked myself until I final came.
     Feeling good and warm I soaked in the tub for a good part of a
half hour thinking about how it wouldn't be right if I actually
slipped into bed and made love to him.
     When I got out of the tub I started drying myself off with a
towel then I felt something against my foot and when I looked down I
found a mouse.  I screamed and jumped back into the tub and screamed
louder.
     A few seconds later my father barged through the door "What's
wrong?  What's the matter?"
     Hysterically I pointed to the floor and screamed "Mouse!"
     He looked at where I was pointing and laughed  "A mouse?  A
scream like that over a mouse, I thought there was really something
wrong!"
     Then we both realized that I was naked and in the confusion I had
thrown the towel against the wall.  He looked me up and down taking in
the changes that had gone on since he had last seen my six year old
body.
     Then as if he caught himself doing something wrong he backed away
for the door.  "You get dressed and tomorrow we'll get some traps."
     "Don't leave me in here alone with it."
     "Sandi, its afraid of you as much as you are of it, just leave it
alone and it will leave you alone."
     "Please!"
     "Sandi, your nothing more than a big baby!" he said picking up
the towel and throwing it to me "wrap this around you!"
     After I got it loosely around me he moved towards the tub and
picked me up, cradeling me in his arms.  "I may be a baby," I
whispered holding tightly to him "but I'm your baby!"
     "Yes, you are that!"
     "Where are you going?"
     "I'm going to put you on your bed."
     "No way, I'm not going to sleep alone tonight, not with that
thing roaming free!"
     "For godesake Sandi it's only a tiny baby mouse!"
     "A baby...."
     "Yes!"
     "Then that means that theres more than one of them!"
     "Probably but...."
     "I'm sleeping with you tonight, and tomorrow, and the next night,
and the night after that until I'm sure every one of those disgusting
little rats...."
     "...Mice...."
     "...Mice are gotten rid of!"
     "Sandi, your a young woman, you should be able to sleep on your
own besides you haven't needed to sleep in my bed for years!"
     "We haven't had ra...mice in the house before though!"
     "Sandi!"
     "If you get rid of them tomorrow, I'll sleep in my own bed,
tomorrow!"
     "Ah Sandi come on your a big girl!"
     "Now I'm a girl am I, make up your mind first I'm a big baby,
then I'm a young woman, now I'm a big girl!  Besides, it won't be so
bad will it, we can cuddle like we used to."
     "But you were a little baby when we did that."
     "So.  I'm scared I want to sleep with my father, what's wrong
with that?"
     "Nothing, but...."
     "Good then take me to your room and let's go to sleep, I've got
school and you've got work tomorrow."
     "You better grab a night-gown then."
     "But I haven't slept in one in years!"
     "Then how do you sleep?"
     "You know...the same way you do."
     "Sandi then you should really stay in your own room."
     "Then I'll wear a pair of panties, and a bra, ok?  It'll be no
different than a bathing suit."
     "All right," he said setting me down on the floor.  "Get them!"
I let the towel drop away from me and he moved to leave the room.
     "Don't go, please.  I'll just be a second."
     "Sandi...."
     "Please," I said pulling open my underwear drawer.  "Just give me
a second."  He stayed put while I quickly pulled on a pair of lace
panties, and then slipped on one of my training bras.  "There!
Happy?"
     "Come on then, have you brushed you teeth?"
     "Yeah, I did that before I took my bath.  Are you going to finish
and carry me to your bed."
     "Do I have to?"
     "I like it when you carry me around, it makes me feel safe."
     "All right, but this is the last time," he said before
picking me up, I'm pretty sure he failed to notice the grin that I had
let slip out.  He carried me into his bedroom and put me on one side
of the bed and went into his bathroom.  I slipped under the covers and
waited for him to come out.
     A few minutes later he came out wearing his underwear.  Somewhere
inside of me there was a groan of disapointment.  He slipped under the
covers beside me and turned on the alarm clock then shut the light
off.
     When he sunk into the bed I cuddled up against him and he wrapped
an arm around me making me feel safe like he always did, only I also
noticed that he smelled good, good and manly to me, it wasn't so much
his cologne but him.
     All lying beside him was doing was arousing me.  It took him only
a few minutes to get to sleep but I wasn't as lucky I felt
uncomfortable and no matter what I did I couldn't get relaxed.  
     Half an hour after he had fallen asleep I moved away from him a
little bit and stripped off my underwear and threw them away and
cuddled back up against him, pressing my bare breasts against his
side.
     After that it only took a few minutes before I fell asleep, and
it was the most sound sleep that I had ever had in my life.  I felt at
that moment that that was the place that I belonged the most, right at
his side with my bare flesh pressed up against his.  The only thing
that disturbed me was the small piece of clothing that he wore around
his own crotch.
     When I awoke, the alarm hadn't gone off yet, and my father was
still asleep, the only difference from our position was that at some
point during the night I had slipped my hand into his underwear and I
was holding him.
     I looked at his face and he was wearing the best smile I had seen
on his face since my mother had passed away and it was because of me.
I felt wonderful, and his penis felt good in my hand, almost like it
belonged there.  I know it was kind of a weird feeling, he was the
first man that I had ever touched and it felt good.
     Quietly I withdrew my hand from his shorts and slipped out of bed
and got dressed.  I went down stairs and fixed our breakfast like I
had since I was eight and waited for him to come for breakfast.
     When he entered the kitchen the smile was still on his face and
even though he kissed my cheek the same way he had every morning since
I was no more than five it sent tingles all through my body.  Exciting
tingles, a sensation that I had never felt before in my life, a
feeling that promised something illusive.
     "Good morning, did the mice leave you alone?" he asked me with a
little laugh.
     "No..." I whined and he gave me a glance before realizing I was
joking.  "They came into bed with us and climbed all over me.  It was
disgusting, they were every where, in my hair, on my stomach, climbing
over my feet."
     "Well, I'm sorry to hear that...I slept like a baby!"
     "I'll bet you did," I said grimacing, and he laughed some more.
If I could make him feel this good just by touching him I wondered how
good he would feel if I went all the way and actually made love to
him.
     The fantasy lasted all of three seconds before second thoughts
came crashing in.  "So who do you think I should ask out first?"
     "I don't know," I said slowly.  I really didn't want him going
out with another woman anymore, I wanted him all to myself.  "Who
would you like to see naked?"
     "Sandi...."
     "Well?"
     "Well, there's a new secretary at work...."
     "Does she have big tits?"
     "Sandi!"
	"Well?"
	"Not really!" he groaned.
     "Nice ass?"
     "Yes."
     "Will I like her?"
     "I'm not sure I haven't really had much of a chance to talk with
her."
     "Well, then why don't you ask her for a drink after work?"
     "You'll be all right without me?"
     "Yes...I'll be fine.  I'm a big girl!"
     "All right.  Here..." he said pulling out his wallet and giving
me twenty dollars.  "You go to the store and buy those traps, and
something for yourself with the rest, all right?"
     "Ok." I said softly taking the money.
     "Is something wrong Sandi?"
     "No, nothing.  It's about time we should be going.  I'll see you
tonight Dad."  I got up and kissed his cheek before going out the
backdoor and biking to school.  I met up with Melanie halfway but the
rest of the trip we didn't say much other than our initial greetings.
     Silently I made it through the day, drifting from my grade nine
classes, and the only thing I could think of was holding my father's
large penis and his smiling face.  Every minute I became more and more
curious about what it had actually looked like, what it would taste
like, what it would feel like inside me.
     When I got to the store I found and bought the traps with
Melanie, and then I started looking around for something for me, I
wanted to get something that I would like, and something that would
make him happy.
     That was the only thing that I really found important in my
entire life was making him happy and seeing him happy made me happy.
So even though Melanie and I got some pretty strange looks from the
people around us I bought some black nearly entirely see through
lingerie.
     Melanie wanted to know what I wanted it for too, but I wasn't
going to tell her I wanted to turn my father on...so for the first
time in my life I lied to her.  I told her "I just want it in case a
boy I like asks me out and I want to go all the way."  She giggled and
laughed after I had told her that.
     When we got back to the house I cut the tags off of it and put a
load of laundry on with it in it.  Melanie called home and asked if
she could stay for dinner, and her mother agreed.  I started going
about making dinner and got half way through it before my father
phoned.
     "I'll be home late tonight so don't wait up for me all right
honey?"
     "All right Dad, just enjoy yourself all right?"
     "I will!" he said and laughed at something that was happening on
the other end of the phone.
     "Dad, can Melanie sleep over?"
     "Sandi, it's a school night!"
     "Well, if your not going to be home till late...."
     "All right, as long as it's all right with her parents.  But be
good ok?"
     "We will Dad.  Thank you!"
     "Your welcome.  I'll see you later ok, honey!  I love you."
     "I love you too Dad, good night!"
     "Good night honey."  With that he hung up the phone.
     After I hung up the phone Melanie called home and got her
mother's permission to stay over night promising that she'd be good,
of course she didn't tell her that my Dad wouldn't be home.
     After I had got dinner under way Melanie wanted to see "the
magazines".  I had showed her them once when my dad was out one
Saturday morning and every time she came over she wanted to look at
them.  She like looking at the pictures of naked women as much as I
did, and I had found a new magazine that she hadn't seen and I told
her as much.
     Quietly we slipped into my fathers bedroom together gigling and
laughing, I went around the side of the bed first and Melanie waited
for me at the foot of the bed, a good thing to because I hadn't
realized that I had left my underwear there beside the bed so before I
retrieved the magazine from between the mattresses I flicked my bra
and panties under the bed.
     We both layed down on the bed and spread out a little and pored
through the magazine, it was different from the others, it was a
hard-core mag.  It had men and women fucking, penis' half buried in
women's vagina's, or deep in their mouths, or between the mounds of
their breasts.
     As we flipped through the pages I began wondering what it would
be like to be the woman and my father the man in the pictures.
     "That's disgusting," Melanie said as we turned the page and found
a penis nearly completely buried in a woman's anus.  And all I could
do was wonder how it would feel to have it done to me.
     The timer went off downstairs and we put the magazine up only
half way through it and went downstairs and ate.  We forgot about it
for awhile and watched Tv, and got the clothes out of the drier and
folded them.  I set aside my new purchase wanting to try it on before
I went to bed.
     At about seven-thirty we remembered the magazine and returned
back upstairs to it.  The second half of the magazine was different
from the first part it wasn't men and women, it was just women,
kissing, licking and touching each others breasts, fingering each
other's cunts, using big toes in cunts, tonguing cunts, and actual
finger fucking.
     I was surprised at how much the pictures of just women turned me
on, and when the magazine was finished we just kind of layed there
staring at the back cover of the magazine.
     "I wonder how that lingerie looks," I said trying to disrupt the
silence that had enveloped the house.
     "Why don't you go try it on!" Melanie suggested.  I got up off of
the bed, and carried the lingerie into the bathroom, and quickly
changed.  There were solid bars that strengthened the clothing, it
circled my nipples and went up the crack of my ass, and the black lace
that surrounded the rest showed the skin beneath quite well.
     "What do you think?" I asked coming back out into the bedroom and
took a spin.
     "It looks really good.  How does it feel?"
     "Wonderful..." I said moving closer to her.  "Want to touch?"
     "Sure..." she said and her hand touched my side and started
tracing down my side over the cloth.
     "What d'ya think?"
     "I think it feels pretty good...Sandi...do you...do you ever
wonder...never mind."
     "Do I ever wonder what?" I said sitting down on the bed beside
her.
     "Never mind."
     "No come on, you can't start to ask a question and say forget
about it now whats the rest of the question."
     "Do you ever wonder...what it feels like to...to touch another
woman?"
     "Sometimes, why?"  What else could I say it was true after
looking at all my father's magazine's where women were the soul roles
in them.
     "I do too, and I was wondering what it would feel like...."
     "Would you like to...try?" I asked nervously.
     "Would you?"
     "I asked you first!"
     "I guess I would...what about you?"
     "I think I would too, do you want to try?"
	"I...I don't know.  I guess."
	"What do you think we should do first?"
     "Maybe a kiss?"
     "All right..." I said softly and hesitantly we both leaned closer
to each other and quickly pecked each other.  Then we tried again more
slowly, and longer, then again even slower, then once more, it was a
really erotic kiss too, because we had both pressed a hand against on
one of each others breasts.
     When we parted the whole room was filled with a kind of nervous
sexual tension.  I started undoing the buttons of her blouse with
nervous shaking hands while she watched me.  After I had got all of
her buttons undone she helped me take it off of her, then silently
holding my breath I undid her bra.
     Her breasts were more developed than my mine, and I cupped them
with almost anxious hands before I silently leaned forward and kissed
one of her nipples.  She gasped when I wet it with my tongue and then
blew on it.  I did the same to her other breasts and in almost a sense
of awe I watched her nipples stiffen.  I looked up into her eyes and
let out a small smile as I cupped one of her breasts before kissing
her lips again.
     "I think I like this," Melanie said not taking her eyes off of me
as she lied down on her back and I undid her jeans and pulled them off
with her panties.
     "I think I do too!"
     "I want to feel your hands on me," she said softly watching me.
I slid my hand up the inside of her leg up her thighs and cupped her
pubis mon.  "That feels good don't stop!"  I slipped a finger inside
of her vagina loving the feel of it.  I started thrusting my fingers
in and out of her and had her moaning in a few moments, she was
obviously as turned on about looking at other women as I had been.
     I stopped what I was doing when I realized that she was getting
quite close to coming, and I want to see it.  I wanted to see her
come.  I got between her thighs and looked at her open wet pussy.
"What are you doing?" she demanded while I watched her stir, and then
gathering all the courage I could I flicked my tongue out at her
vulva, quickly sliding over the delicate skin.
     Gaining confidence I gave it a small kiss, then another one
longer and deeper and seconds later I was alternating between sucking
on her lips and tonguing her pussy the whole time I continued to
finger fuck her.
     Her pussy was beautiful, so delicate and so amazing it was
wonderful and it was completely under my control, with the simplest
little flick of my tongue on her nearly hidden clitoris I could bring
a moan from between her lips.  With one last delicous kiss I brought
her, another woman, to orgasm one that shook her entire body.
     I got up on my hands and knees and moved up on either side of her
body and kissed her lips as her hands cupped my breasts.  Her eyes
were lit with an excitement that I rarely saw in Melanie, an
excitement that brimmed over into a wide grin on her lips.
     She unhooked the clasps of the top and push them down touching my
bare breasts sending shivers down my spine.  She pushed me over onto
my back so she was on top of me and pulled the rest of the outfit off,
throwing it to the floor.  She pressed her breasts tight against mine
for a few minutes while she kissed me, my own excitement built up
quickly as she moved to my breasts and kissed and licked at my nipples
for a few minutes before she kissed her way down my body.
     When her lips pressed against my pussy, it was a deep kiss, not
hesitant like mine had been, and her tongue dove as deep as she could
get it.  I spread my legs for her as far as I could so that my pussy
stuck out for her, and she pushed further on my legs as her mouth and
tongue caressed me.
     It felt wonderful, so wonderful, to have another person touching
me, exciting me like no one had ever done before.  I closed my eyes
and imagined that it was my father's hot breath between my thighs as
his fingers slid into me, pushing me closer and closer to orgasm.
     Melanie worked wonders between my thighs and even as I came she
clutched me tight keeping her lips pressed tight against my pussy,
giving it little delicous kisses.
     After that we slipped into a sixty-nine position and brought each
other to another few orgasms each before we finally cuddled up
together kissing and stroking each other into a blissful slumber.
     When my fathers alarm clock went off we were stil holding each
other close but there was no sign of my Dad.  Melanie complained about
wanting to sleep another five minute, but I was afraid my Dad had
trouble getting home.  I quickly dressed in the clothes that I had
been wearing before I had donned the lingerie.
     But when I heard the sounds of him sleeping in my bedroom I felt
relieved.  I quitely pushed open the door and stepped through almost
immediately noticing the bulge in the center of the covers.  "Dad," I
called softly sitting down on the edge of the bed running my fingers
through his brown hair.
     "Sandi...."
     "Come on its time to get up."
     "What time is it?"
     "Nearly time for us to be leaving the house.  What did you sleep
in here for?"
     "My bed was kind of...occupied."
     "What's that got to do with anything?"
     "Sandi, you were kind of busy last night!"
     "You mean you...."
     "Saw, yes!"
     "No lecture?"
     "No lecture, your mother liked girls for a while too when she was
young.  You'll grow out of it, like she did.  I figure you know what
you're are doing."
     "I hope not, I kind of like it."
     "You haven't been with any...men yet though...have you?"
     "Only you," I said smiling and kissed his lips playfully.
     "Good, try and keep it that way for a little while all right."
     "You don't mind if I...play...with Melanie," I said as my hand
covered the bulge in the covers.
     "If you the two of you both want to...I don't object, now would
you mind leaving so I can get up and get dressed."
     "Maybe I do...maybe I want to...play with you too!" I said
smiling.  He treated it as a joke but I was being serious I did want
to "play" with him.
     "Sandi!" he scolded smiling, "Go on get out of here."
	I made a small little objection grinning, but I left without
too much more.  He surprised me I hadn't expected him to have seen us
let alone gave his permission.  But it wasn't really  what I wanted
what I wanted was to sleep and make love to him not Melanie.  Melanie
was good, but a poor substitute for who I really wanted.  
        "How was your night with what's her name?" I asked him when he
came down for his breakfrast.  
	"Please not so loud!"  
	"That good was it?"  
	"Her name was Debra, Sandi, and I don't think I'll be seeing
her again."  
	"Why?"  
	"Her idea of a good time was drinking more booze than I've
ever seen in my life, and dancing with every guy but me."  
	"I'm sorry!" I said setting down his eggs and toast.  
	"It's all right, it wasn't your fault.  You better get going
or you two are going to be late!"  
	"All right," I said and kissed his cheek.  "Bye Dad!"  
	"Bye honey, see you tonight," he called after us while we
headed out the back door.  
	School was slow, and I wanted to see him again, I wanted to
tell him that I wanted to go to bed with him...really go to bed with
him, and take his manhood inside me.  I wanted it so bad the whole day
was like an entire erotic roller coaster.  When he got home I would
tell him, then we would make love.  
	Melanie asked if I wanted to go over to her house for a little
while but I told her I had to go straight home.  When I got there I
started getting out all of my father's favourite things for dinner,
put a roast in the oven, got corn and carrots out of the freezer to
defrost and a bottle of wine from the small wine cellar that he kept.

	Just before dinner was ready I went upstairs and took a shower
and came down dressed in the lingerie that I had bought, a new pair of
jeans, and the nicest blouse I had in my closet.  I wanted to make it
a night we'd both remember.  I even put candles on the table and had
them lit.  
	I sat there at the table watching the minutes tick by on the
old analog clock on the wall.  The food gradually grew cold and I ate
by myself, a romantic dinner for two, eaten alone.  When I was
finished it was three hours after the usual time he was supposed to be
home.
	I blew the candles out and cleaned up the dishes fixing him a
plate.  I was sad, depressed and worried, he hadn't called and when
ever he was going to be late he always called.  
	After another hour had dwindled away, I was wearing just my
robe and watching tv in the living room, waiting, hoping that he was
all right.  
	Then finally an hour later I heard a key scratching away at
the front door lock.  I ran to the door and threw it open and it was
him.  Uncontrolably I hugged him as tight as I could scolding him
"Your all right, God you had me so worried!"  Then I smelt it, he
reeked of booze...and he was quite drunk.  
	I pulled him inside and shut and locked the door.  I dragged
him into the kitchen and sat him down in a chair and put a pot of
coffee on.
	"What the hell did you go out and get drunk for?" I demanded
and all he did was look dumbly at me.  "Tonight of all nights!  Damn
it Dad!  You didn't even call!"
	"Ah Sandi come on I was just having a little fun with Debbie,"
he stuttered.
	"I don't want you seeing that woman again Dad, she's nothing
but a bad influence on you!"
	"Ah honey," he muttered trying to grab me but I stepped out of
his reach before he could get his hands on me.
	"No Dad I mean it, you can't go around with her anymore!"
	"Your the one that said I should be going out!" he spouted as
I set down a cup of black coffee infront of him.
	"Drink!  I said, you should go out and have fun, not drive
yourself into the ground with hangovers!"
	"But...."
	"But nothing...find a better woman, one that isn't going to
screw you over.  Did she even spend a minute with you tonight?" 
	"Well...."
	"No she didn't did she, find a woman that doesn't take and
take...some one like me I like pleasing you, making you happy.  Is
there something wrong with that, something wrong with me."  I said
almost in tears I wanted him so bad, but I wasn't going to tell him
when he wouldn't even remember.  
	"What?"
	"Do you need to act so stupid?  What are you trying to find
the worst woman in the world for you?"
	"Sandi!"
	"Not a word, I'm tired now Dad, are you finished your coffee?"
	"Yes," he said softly looking down at his hands.
	"Fine, come on and I'll put you to bed!"
	"San...."
	"Not one word!" I said grabbing his hand and pulling him out
of his chair.  Then I dragged him up the stairs to his bedroom closing
the door behind us.  He stood at the end of the bed and I unbuttoned
his shirt.
	"Sandi what..are...."
	"Not one word!" I scolded him as I started undoing his belt,
but it got stuck, and the fact that I had forgotten to turn the lights
on didn't help.  I knelt down infront of him so I could see what it
was stuck on and after a second I had it free.  I undid the button and
zipper on his pants and pulled them down, then his underwear quickly
followed.
	Even in the dark it was my first time at seeing an actually
penis, and it looked wonderful.  I had held it a number of times but
it was the first time that I actually got to look at it.  I just
stayed there for a couple of minutes staring at it, then quietly my
fingers reached for it, just gently moving it around so I could see
him better.  
	"Sandi what are you...."  
        "Shut up Dad, you're going to bed, just give me a few seconds."

	It felt even better under my touch as I looked it over.
Gently I held it in my hand moving it around looking at his soft
member.  When I had his foreskin pulled back I couldn't help just
kissing the tip of it.  
	"Sandi!"
	"All right Dad, sit down on the bed, and I'll get your socks,"
I said tiredly still curious about his penis and wanting to touch it
more.  He sat down and I unrolled his socks and threw them onto the
pile with his other clothes.  "Now get into bed!" I told him and
watched as he turned around and on his hands and knees made his way up
the bed and climbed under the covers.
	His dull eyes were riveted to me as he pulled up the covers.
I undid my robe and let it drop away before I climbed into bed with
him.  His eyes were still on me when I pulled the covers up over us
and cuddled close.
	"Why'd you kiss me down there," he asked in a near whisper as
I wrapped an arm over his chest hugging him close.  
	I simply replied "Just because!" before kissing his side.
"Now go to sleep!"  I stretched my top leg out and touched my thigh to
his crotch so he couldn't go anywhere.  It felt wonderful touching me
there to, but it was another place a few inches a way that was burning
for the same touch, but I was resolved to make it a time that we'd
both remember.  But I was certain of one thing, I wanted him to be the
one that took my virginity, he deserved it almost as much as I wanted
it.  
	It didn't take him long to get to sleep, but it took me
awhile.  I spent the time just watching him, looking over the curves
of his face, and the rythm of his breathing.
	I awoke beside him in the morning sunlight, but I didn't want
to disturb the moment I was still pressed up against him and my arm
still wrapped around his chest, his face deep in the curls of my hair.
	I wanted every second I could have, because it felt so good,
so right, that even when I knew he was awake I pretended I was asleep.
I could tell just by the change in his breathing on my neck that he
was surprised of where he was.  In bed with his daughter who was
draped sexually over him, and who was also as naked as he was.
	I let him slip away from me, and I got to enjoy the sight of
his naked back leaving the room for the kitchen I guessed and when I
smelt the scent of coffee drifting up I was sure of it.  I picked my
robe up off of the ground and wrapped it around myself tying it
infront before I got his out of the closet and went down to the
kitchen to find him staring out the back window into the yard.
	"Aren't you going to come back to bed and make love to me
again?" I asked softly from the door frame.  He turned surprised and
looked at me.
	"Oh God I did!  What was I thinking?"
	"Calm down I'm only kidding!" I said smiling holding out his
robe to him.
	"We didn't?" he asked quickly wrapping himself in it, even
though he looked better in the morning sunlight.
	"No we didn't," I said and then softly added to myself "not
yet anyway!"
	"Thank God!  How did we end up in bed...."
	"Together." I finished.
	"The last thing I remember is going to a bar with Debra."
	"Dad, I don't want you going out with that woman again." 
	"I'm not going to, now tell me how did we...I...."
	"You came home, drunk as a skunk, I gave you a cup of coffee
took you upstairs to bed, undressed you, put you in bed and then
climbed in beside you!"
	"You weren't afraid I would have...."
	"No, you weren't feeling like having sex.  I could tell  that
much!"  Besides I wouldn't have complained if you had.
	"Sandi!  Why didn't you just lay me down on the couch."
	"Because, you deserve better than that," I told him pouring
myself a cup of coffee.
	"You don't drink that."
	"I'm starting to do a lot of things I didn't use to do," I
said taking a drink of the bitter brew.  I set it down on the counter.
"Maybe I'll leave that one."
	He laughed.  "Ow."  His hangover was obviously pretty nasty.
"I'll get you some asperin," I told him as I moved around the kitchen
trying to find the bottle.  When I did get it, I found that my robe
had nearly untied itself, but I didn't retie it.  I wanted him to see
me.  I wanted him to get used to my body.  It turned me on just having
his eyes on me.  I wanted him to know it like a lover, my lover.  I
wanted him to know my body intimately, the same way I wanted to know
his.
	I took out two aspirins and moved towards him and gave him the
aspirins, with a glass of water.  He took it from me and quickly
swigged down the aspirins handing the glass to me.  I had thought of
putting them in my own mouth and giving it to them on the tip of my
tongue in his mouth after a kiss.
	"Did you put the traps out for the mice?  I forgot to."
	"You mean they've still had free reign of the house," I asked
as he tied my robe.
	"I'm afraid so!"
	"Well then we better get them put out."
	"I'll do it while you have some breakfast."
	"No you better eat something."
	"I don't feel up to eating anything.  I'll get something when
I go to the office."
        "You're going in to work?"
	"I've got to I got the books to prepare for the accountant for
Monday!"
	"Dad, you haven't spent a single weekend with me in the last
two years!"
	"Sandi, I've got to work."
	"You haven't even taken a vacation in three years."
	"Sandi, I need to work."
	"Why?  I need you with me Dad, doesn't that count for
anything."
	"Ah honey!"
	"No, don't I count more than your work."
	"Of course you do!"
	"Do I?  It doesn't seem like it, your always working.  The
last time we did anything together...I don't even remember it."
	"Sandi...."
	"Let's go away together and spend some time alone.  Just you
and me."
	"Sandi, I can't do that.  I've got to work."
	"You've always got your work, you don't pay any attention to
me!"
	"Sandi...."
	"I'm going to Melanie's!" I said letting the back door slam
shut behind me.  I felt awful leaving like that and when I reached
Melanie's I was nearly in tears.  But when I got there I didn't feel
like going in or even talking with her or anyone.  I figured my father
would have left the house pretty quickly afterwards, so I returned
home.
	I was right, the house was empty and it felt even more lonely
than usual.  I made myself a cup of hot-chocolate and put in an old
family video into the vcr and pulled my legs up tight to my chest and
watched the tape.   
	It was from when my mother was still alive and I was little
more than a baby.  She was a very beautiful woman, I could understand
why Dad was having so hard of a time letting go.  I couldn't help
wondering what she would think if she knew I wanted to sleep with him,
the way she had done when she was alive.  
	I fell asleep watching the video on the couch and dreamt of
making love to my him while my mother watched us from behind silently,
doing nothing but watching us and smiling.  Then just after we
finished we were lying next to each other and she moved towards me.
	My father kissed my hair, and she put a hand on my heart and
knelt beside me smiling not looking away from my eyes.  She kissed my
lips just a gentle soft kiss and then I heard her whisper "Make him
happy."  Then she was gone and I woke from my dream.
	It had turned dark and Dad wasn't home yet and I hadn't even
got dinner started.  I heated up the left over roast beef and buttered
some bread.  Then glancing at the clock I quickly made sandwhiches out
of it.  It wasn't going to be as good as the dinner that I had planned
the night before.
	I knew I couldn't rush it, if I did I'd never be able to get
into bed with him the way I wanted so I knew I would have to control
myself and move slowly, gradually waining his familiarity with my
nudity around him, and the feel of my body just next to him in bed.
	He came in only fifteen minutes late, but he apologized as
soon as he came in the door, but I could tell that there was a real
reason for his tardiness, he was upset about something.
	I sat him down at the kitchen table and put the sandwhichs
down in the middle of the table.  He didn't even question where the
roast beef came from.  Silently he ate keeping to himself and nearly
ignoring me completely.
	After we had finished I cleared his plate off and poured him a
cup of tea.  I stood behind him and waited he didn't touch the tea,
but just sat there.  I touched my hands to his shoulders and moved
down to loosen his tie and take it off.
	"Relax, I'm just going to rub your shoulders, then maybe you
can relax enough to tell me what's wrong."  I unbuttoned the top few
buttons of his shirt and sunk my hands into the collar of his shirt
and touch his bare tense skin massaging it.
	"That obvious is it?"
	"Only to me.  Now what happened today?" I said and leaned down
and kissed the tip of his ear.
	"You've got your mother's hands," he moaned as I rubbed deeper
into his muscles.
	"What happened today Dad?"
	"I went in like I told you, to do the books, usually it's
Fred's job but I was going to do them this year.  I found
some...discrepencies in the books when I was going over them."
	"What kind of discrepencies?"
	"They were hidden but after a careful look, they were what
looked like major transactions to private accounts and to
coorporations outside of the country."
	"What does that mean?"
        "I think it's ebezzlement!  Someone is stealing from the
company."
	"You've got to be kidding?"
	"No, I'm afraid not...God that feels good Sandi!"
	"Come on," I said taking his hand.
	"Where are we going?"
	"Up to your bedroom I'm going to...."
	"To what?"
	"Give you a full rub down, your so tense, and upset...you need
it!"
	"All right..." he said softly.
	"Good, now you go upstairs and wait for me while I get the
baby oil and we'll talk some more while I rub you, ok?"
	"Ok," he said before we parted at the top of the stairs.  I
got the bottle of baby oil and ran it under the hot tap water to warm
it up a little for him.  Before I went into his bedroom I went into
mine and changed into my robe.
	"What are you doing?" I asked him when I found him lying on
his stomach with only his shirt off.  
	"Waiting for you," he responded softly.  I set the oil down on
the night table beside his bed and moved to the center of the side of
the bed.
	"Roll over!" I told him and he did.  I went for the clasp in
his pants but he stopped me.
	"What are you doing?"
	"I'm taking your clothes off!"
	"Why?"
	"Because I'm not going to do half a job!  I'm going to give
you a full rub down like I said so either you take your clothes off
the rest of the way or let me do it.  It doesn't mattter to me which
one of us does it."  I was lying, I wanted to do it myself.  "Now
hurry up and decide the oils getting cold!"  
	"All right," he said letting go of my hands and made no
movement towards his pants.  Not realizing I was doing it I held my
breath as I took his pants off.  Then he rolled over and let me pull
down his underwear.  He had such a nice tight well muscled ass I had a
hard time trying to stop from kissing it.  
	He closed his eyes expecting to feel my hands on him while I
dropped my robe.  I got the bottle of oil and stradled his ass and
started rubbing some oil into his shoulders.  His muscles were so
tight it took a few minutes even for me to get them to loosen up a
little.
	"Who do you think is stealing the money?"
	"I don't know who it would be.  I couldn't imagine anyone
doing it."
	"But somebody must have, who would you bet on?"
	"No one!"
	"All right, who has the access and the knowledge to do it.
It's not that big of a company."
	"Sandi, Norcon Designs has subsidaries all throughout Canada
and the United States you know that."  
	"Still, it's not that big of a place that you work at.  Not
that many people anyway could have access to the companies accounts.
Who does?"
	"Well I suppose Frank Hertz, and Jane Mourey have access to
them."
	"Any one else?" I asked moving down his back and sliding my
butt further down his legs.
	"I guess, Jack Feringer could have done it, but it wouldn't be
like him.  We've had dinner with him."
	"Yes, I remember him, he was the loud one that kept making all
the lewd jokes."
	"That's him."
	"I doubt that he could do it, he doesn't have the brains to
pull something like that off.  And I know you didn't do it, so it's
got to be one of the other two right?"
	"No, I can't believe any of them would do something like
this."
	"Well one of them had to do it," I said leaning down ontop of
him so that my chest was tight against his back and kissing  his neck.
I could feel the cooling oil on my breasts and nipples so well that
the conection it made between us was like pure electricity.  
	"Your naked," he excalimed looking over his shoulder at me.
  	"Obviously.  Now what are you going to do at work?"  
	"Why are you undressed?"  
	"Why not?  Right after we're done here I'm going to be lying
next to you when we go to sleep."  
	"No your not!  Your sleeping in your own room tonight."  
	"No way, you didn't lay those traps till this morning, those
little things are crawling around inside the house.  Besides I'm
starting to like it...lying next to you I mean."  
	"Sandi," he said trying to roll over.  I got off of him and
sat on my knees beside him as he sat up and covered himself with the
covers, unfortunately.  "Your a young woman you can't be sleeping with
me.  Especially in the buff."  
	"Why not, don't you like looking at me?  I don't mind if you
do...I don't mind if you touch me either."  
	"Sandi, I don't know what your thinking about anymore...but
your starting to really worry me!"
	"What do I make you worry about?"
	"You, silly.  Is there something going on in your life that I
should know about?"
	"No!"
	"Then what's all the buisness about you trying to get close to
me every minute I'm home."
	"I miss you Dad that's all.  I enjoy spending time with you,
but you're rarely home anymore."
	"I know, but I've got to work and now with all this...."
	"I know," I said sadly looking down at my legs and the few
curls of pubic hair that were sticking out.
	"Look, when do you get off for spring break?"
	"In about three weeks at the end of the month, why?"
	"Well I've been thinking, maybe your right, maybe we could
spend some more time together as father and daughter...what would you
say about going on a vacation?"
	"I'd love to, but where would we go?"
	"The cabin."
	"We haven't been up there for years!"
	"Since you were eight...but we'll have to spend the first few
days cleaning."
	"I don't mind," I said excitedly thinking about all the fun
and loving we'd have together.  The sex part I'd have to work on, but
the fun part would be almost guaranteed I'd be with him.  "It'll be
fun!"
	"Good.  This mess should be cleaned up by then too I hope."
	"I hope so too.  Can I finish giving you your massage now?"
	"No, I think that's good enough for tonight, thanks, now you
better be getting to your bed."  I climbed in beside him and pulled
the covers up.  "That's not what I meant, I meant your bed Sandi."
	"Tomorrow," I promised cuddling up tight against him with no
thought of following through with it.  Then I slid my hand down onto
his penis.
	"Sandi!  Take your hands off of me!  I don't touch you there
do I?"
	"Would you like to?" I asked softly while looking into his
eyes.
	"Sandi....  No I don't!"
	"You can if you want, you know, I don't mind, really!" I told
him not breaking eye contact.  I removed my hand from his genitals and
took hold of his hand and guided it between my thighs and clamped down
on it.  He was so frightened his whole body looked like it was shaking a
little.  Slowly I eased up on the pressure as I returned my own hand
to wrap around the base of his penis.
	"What are you doing?" he asked in a hoarse whisper as I slowly
starting pumping his penis.
	"I want to help you forget your troubles!"
	"Sandi!  Stop it!"
	"Can't I watch you cum," I asked softly staring into his eyes.
	"Sandi!"
	"Please, I want to see it!"
	"SANDI!"
	"Come on Dad, cum for me!"
	"SANDI KNOCK IT OFF!" he said loudly withdrawing his hand from
me to push my own hand off of him.
	"Come on I promise I'll do what ever you want!"
	"Sandi, get to your own bed!" he nearly shouted angrily at me.
Dreams of actually making love to him shattered like a mirror inside
my head into millions fragments.
	"Dad...."
	"Go on Sandi, get to your own bed right NOW!"
	"...Dad...."
	"Go!"  Sadly I slipped from the bed and sullenly left the
room.  
	When I got into my own cold uninviting bed the tears came,
flooding my eyes.  I couldn't understand why it hurt me so, I was
expecting him to say that he didn't want to...but it still hurt my
heart, almost as bad as Mom dying.
	I woke a couple of hours later and after another half hour of
tossing and turning I got up from my bed.  I missed the feel of his
warmth beside me in bed and it made me feel so lonely I walked to the
his bedroom door and quietly opened it to look at him.
	He was so handsome in the early morning sunlight coming
through his window.  I knew what my mother had seen in him.  He had to
be one of the most gorgeous men in the world but to me he was the only
one.  He was also sensitve, even though he rarely spent time with me
very often.
	Even though it was years after my mother had died I had seen
tears in his eyes when we had watched the old home movies with Mom in
them.  I knew he loved her very much...and still did.  But it was my
turn, she was gone, no one else was good enough for him and I wanted
him.
	Carefully so not to wake him, I climbed into bed with him.  I
was glad that he was a heavy sleeper and when I did get in up against
him he actually wrapped his arm around me and pulled me so that my
head was on his chest.  I was happy even though he had whispered my
mother's name when he did it.
	In the morning I woke first, but a second later I sensed that
he was stirring to wake up so I pretend that I was still asleep.  He
stretched with his eyes closed and wrapped his arms around me like it
was every day that a woman lied in bed with  him.  But when he
realized it was me I could tell he was upset at my presence by the way
his breathing changed.
	He shifted but was having difficulty trying to get out from
under me, but he couldn't do it by himself so silently still feigning
sleep I rolled away from him.  He sighed, but he didn't know that if I
had of been asleep I never would have moved from my position away from
him.
	As quickly as he could he moved away from me and slipped into
the bathroom to shower.  Before he could say anything to me I got up
out of bed and left for my own room and dressed.  I didn't want him
angry at me.  I had meant to leave before he had woken up but....
	I got dressed and as I left my room I met him, he didn't say a
word he just gave me a sort of glare and then when down the stairs.
He was angry at me and just seeing it in his eyes hurt me.
	Breakfast was just as quiet.  School was even worse.  I felt
depressed the entire day, it was awful...it hurt even to smile.  I had
blown it, I knew it had been too early when I put my hand on him, but
I couldn't have helped it.  I wanted it so bad!  I wanted it more than
I ever wanted anything else in my life...and I'm not talking about
watching him ejaculate all over himself.
	Melanie had noticed my mood and had asked if she could come
home with me.
	"No, but lets go to your house instead," I had suggested.
	"All right," she whispered softly.  "I think we need to talk
about...what...happened the other day."
	"Ok," I agreed not really wanting to talk about sex but
knowing that it would have to come sooner or later.  The two of us had
shared something...unique, and my father had seen it.
	Then what he had told me about my mother re-surfaced, he had
said it would pass just like it had with her.  My mother had spent
time making love to other women, the thought surprised me and
questions about whether or not my father had seen her making love to
someone else, or if they had both invited a woman into bed with them,
or whether it was just hear-say.
	One other question came to mind and that was "Did he enjoy
watching two women at it together?"
	"Melanie, I changed my mind, what do you say about going to my
house instead?"
	"That sounds better it will give us more privacy, my mother
will be home at my house."
	"All right I'll meet you at your locker at the end of the
day...I forgot tonights my gymnastics night...I can't, how about
tomorrow?"
	"I'll call my Mom at lunch and I'll tell her I'm going to stay
over at your house tonight and I'll go with you to your practice.  I
really think we should talk!"
	"All right, but its going to take awhile.  It usually takes
two hours before the coach will let me go."
	"Two hours?"
	"Yeah.  I've got to go, in two weeks I've got to go to a
tournament.  The coach wants me to come everyday now, but I can't
afford the time."
	"Why what do you have to do?"
	"I've got to take care of my Dad!  He needs me, if I'm not
there he won't eat anything more than a sandwich.  If I don't cook he
doesn't go to any hassle to feed himself."
	"What if I go to your house after school and cook for him so
you can stay and practice?"
	"Can you cook?"
	"What do you think, we have been taking home ec. for two
years?"
	"All right stupid question.  Would you mind doing a little
cleaning, maybe some laundry?"
	"Heh, I'm no maid!  You said cook!"
	"I know, but I do do more than cook during that time!"
	"I know, but I didn't expect to...."
	"You don't have to do it if you don't want.  I'll see if I can
get my Dad to pay you.  I just want to make sure someone is there to
take care of him when I can't."
	"Depends how much?"
	"I'll talk to my Dad after practice, but do you think you
could cook tonight for him, go home and leave me here to practice and
cook him dinner.
	"Tonight?"
	"Yeah, you just have to remember my diet though...all you've
really got to do is make me a salad and that's good enough for me, but
make him something good."
	"But we were going to...talk."
	"We still can!"
	"But what about your Dad?"
	"He won't bother us, I promise."  Truth was I was hoping he
would, I was hoping that at the least he would watch us, after we had
talked.  I figured that I could please him a little that way
especially if he liked watching women together.
	"I'll see you after next class then," Melanie said before
leaving me as the bell rang.  I ran to my French class and suffered
through it like I usually did, only this time I had more important
matters on my mind, like how to make love to my father and keep
Melanie in the dark, because if she started working as a house
keeper...and that's exactly what she was going to be.
	Once she was coming over every night I also had to consider
the idea that she and my father might...become close, and that worried
me.  
	I know he had rejected me so far, but what if he didn't reject
her, what if he took her to bed, what if he came home early to do it?
What if...I had so many questions and so many worries.  I didn't want
her there but I wanted to know that he would be taken care of, and
that mattered more to me than anything else.
	Time passed slowly for the rest of the day.  The coach was as
tough and rough on me as ever and he put me through my paces as usual.
Also as usual I was hot and sweaty from the workout and had to take a
shower.  The coach as usual...joined me.
	I hadn't known any better when I started going for the
practices and I hadn't realized it till later that he always found
some way to keep me back so that there was only him and me left.  We
had always showered in different stalls, never the same one, but he
had seen me and I hadn't bothered to cover up for him.
	He was my coach nothing more, he had seen me run, he had seen
me jump, he had seen me doing everything a gymnast does and I had
never thought anything about it.
	But this afternoon was different he joined me right in the
shower.  He surprised me, I was washing my hair and he stepped up
behind me and kissed my neck.  He was completely naked.
	I had never seen him before, ever, not even topless, and now
here he was pressing his member against my ass whispering "You make me
so hot!  Your so beautiful.  I want you so bad!"  While he was
whispering this to me he was stroking my breasts.  I was scared, I
wanted this but not with him.  I wanted it with the man I'd been
dreaming about.  I hadn't imagined, or even thought about screwing my
coach and even though it was so easy to let him have what he wanted I
didn't want it.  All I wanted was my fathers cock.
	"What are you doing?" I demanded in a raised voice moving away
from him and turning around.
	"I want you!" he said softly looking into my eyes when I
turned around.
	"Well I don't want you!" I told him sharply.
	"Why not, you don't have a boyfriend, surely you want to know
what it feels like to make love."
	"Not with you," I told him pushing him back away from me.
	"Sandi, come on I could please you like you wouldn't believe!"
	"NO!" I shouted at him as he put his hands back on my breasts.
"Stop or I'll scream!"
	"There's no one to hear you!"
	"I'll...I'll get you fired!"
	"No you won't...all those times you've showed your body
to...for me...you want it as bad as I do!"
	"No I don't!"
	"No, what about that time when you had your feet behind your
head and you winked at me.  I wanted to strip you down that time and
put you through a different kind of workout on those mats.  You want
to go to the olympics don't you?"
	"What's that got to do with any...."
	"That's right...."
	"That's blackmail," I told him as he moved closer to me
backing me against the wall.
	"No it's not.  It's convincing you of what you want."
	"I...I...won't have intercourse with you!" I told him sadly, I
didn't want to do anything at all but what choice did I have.  None.
Who would believe my word against a teachers, one that was so trusted
in his field that he had seen at least a half dozen women gymnasts all
the way to the olympics, and I wanted to be one...and make my father
proud of me.
	The water from the shower nozzle ran pass the timer and
stopped leaving us alone with only the sound of dripping and staring
at each other.  Silently I knelt in front of him and took his penis in
my mouth.
	He started running his fingers through my hair and I pushed
them away from me.  As the tears mixed with the water that was
dripping from my hair his moaning increased while I sucked on him.
"Use your tongue," he whispered softly and I did.  I fingered his
testicles hoping that it would hurry him along so I could get away
from him as fast as I could.
	His hands started fondeling my breasts and I let him, simply
because stopping to push and tell him not to do it would mean that I
would have to stay there longer.  I was surprised when his testicles
contracted suddenly up towards his body but was more surprised when
his penis started spurting into my mouth.  I withdrew it as quickly as
I could and pointed it away while I spit out the bit I had gotten in
my mouth.
	He stood there moaning while I pumped out the last few drops
of his semen with my hand.  When he was finished he leaned against the
wall while I got up and moved away from him heading as fast as I could
for my locker and my clothes.
	When I was dressed I ran from the school, the tears still
dripping from my face.  I was ashamed, embarrassed and humiliated.  I
had done the unspeakable.  That moment as I looked back at the school
I vowed that I would never do it again.
	Before I went inside the house I wiped my tears hoping that no
one would stop me on the way to the bathroom so I could wash my face
to.  The aroma's from the kitchen were wonderful and I could make out
the soft husky voice of my father talking to Melanie.
	I had managed to get through the front door without alerting
them but when I tried to sneak up the stairs--the squeaky stairs-my
father called my name.
	"I'm just going to wash up Dad," I tried to say as strongly as
I could, but I couldn't hide anything from him.
	"Are you all right," he asked coming to the bottom of the
stairs.  "Did everything go all right?"
	"Yes.  I'm fine Dad!" I said trying to reasure him the best
that I could.  The dark stairwell at least hid my eyes from him, so he
couldn't see how much pain it gave me just lying to him.
	"Are you sure?"
	"Yes Dad.  I just have to wash up for dinner."
	"All right, but don't be to long, Melanie's made something
wonderful."
	"I won't!" I promised softly.
	Dinner was quiet mostly only occassionally someone asked for
something or other to be passed, and both of them always kept looking
at me.  I was sure they both knew something was wrong with me, and I
didn't want to admit it.
	"Dad?"
	"What is it honey?" he asked looking at me entirely forgetting
that he was mad at me.
	"Melanie and I were talking today...."
	"About what?" he asked glancing at both of us in turn before
his eyes finally rested on me.
	"About...practice.  The...coach wants me to practice more than
I am, but I don't want to leave you home to fix your own dinners," I
stated as Melanie got up and started clearing the  dishes away and not
returning to the dinning room.  "Because I know what kinds of things
you make for yourself when someone's not there to do it for you."
	"Sandi I can take care of myself."
	"Dad, don't lie to me.  Your idea of a homemade meal is a bag
of cheeto's and a beer.  I want you eating good...and I asked Melanie
if she'd come here after school and cook for you...."
	"Why did you do that?"
	"Because I want you to be looked after," I told him quickly
moving from my seat to sit in his lap.  "Because I love you!"  Sex was
the last thing on my mind when I sat on his lap, especially after what
I had done earlier, but the feeling of him under me and his cock
rubbing against my clit was almost enough to get me started...almost
but not enough.
	"Sandi!"
	"Dad, please...we can pay her twenty-five dollars a week."
	"Sandi, I'm not going to be supporting your lovers," he
whispered softly so only I could hear.
	"Dad this is got nothing to do with that, if you want I'll
find someone else who will do it.  But I want you coming home to a
nice warm meal even when I'm not here.  But I promise I'll be home as
quickly as I can."  I was firm on that I wasn't going to do what I had
done again and if that meant leaving ten minutes before everyone else
did that was fine by me.
	"Dad, please...do this for me!  Let me know that you'll be
cared for even when I'm not around."
	"All right Sandi, I guess we can afford twenty-five a week.
She'll probably be pretty well payed even if the wages aren't very
good.  The affair with the mistress of the house will probably keep
her coming back."
	"Dad!" I said patting his chest and gaining a smile from him.
	"Is it all right with her mother?"
	"I'll talk to her and then we'll call her all right?" I asked
kissing his cheek and getting off his lap.
	"Get going," he said and playful smacked my bottom.  Even
feeling as dirty as I did from earlier, his hand still sent tingles
through my body.
	I took another load of dishes into the kitchen and loaded them
into the dishwasher while Melanie watched me...especially when I was
bending over.  It wasn't really a turn on for me...the idea of my
father watching her watch me did though.
	"Well?" she asked eyeing me impatiently.
	"Twenty-five a week," I told her knowing that it probably
wouldn't be enough "plus my Dad says there's a bonus!"
	"What is it?
	"Well on top of the funds he says you can have an affair with
the mistress of the house," I said flatly and a look of concern filled
her face.
	"How did he...."
	"I don't know," I lied, "and you can eat dinner with us as
often as you want.  All you have to work is Monday through Friday, I
can still handle the weekends."
	"Well...I guess, it's only about an hours worth of work
anyway.  Five bucks a day it isn't very much but...."
	"You get meals too, for an hours worth a work isn't too bad."
	"I suppose not...ok."
	"Your going to have to talk to your mom first and get her
permission."
	"All right," Melanie said picking up the phone smiling and
dialed her mother.  After five minutes of arguing she finally agreed.
"She was concerned your father might take advantage of poor little 'ol
me, after all his years of being alone."
	"I gathered that," I told her smiling.
	"But it's not the male side of this family that I think she
has to worry about," Melanie said smiling and taking me in her arms.
I was reluctant at first but the pressure from Melanie's lips, and the
hands on my ass dispersed it a little until my Dad walked in on us.
	He smiled and we both blushed a little before he asked "Well,
what did your mother say?"
	"She said it wouldn't be a problem!" Melanie said hunching
back over the dishes to hide her rosy-cheeks.  I couldn't help but for
a second picturing all three of us in bed making love to each other,
together.
	"Good, we'll count tonight as your first night all right?"
	"That sounds fine," Melanie said starting to scrub a pot.
	"Sandi, could I speak to you for a minute," my Dad said
leaving the room.
	"What is it," I asked sitting in his lap contrary to where he
had patted a second before I entered the living room.  I could tell
immediately why he had prompted me to sit away from him rather than
where I was now.  I could feel his penis beneath me, and it was stiff
and hard.
	"Will you two want to use my bedroom again?" he asked softly
almost in a whisper.
	"Not tonight Dad, I don't feel up to it...not right now
anyway, and Melanie should probably be going home soon, after we have
a little girls-talk.  Do you have any work to do tonight?"
	"No.  I'm still trying to figure out that little problem we
talked about before."
	"Well, I'm going to try and get Melanie going home soon, so I
can take a nice long hot bath.  Then maybe we can watch some TV or
something together for a little while before we turn in?"
	"I guess," he said softly while his member was quickly
dwindling away to nothing beneath me.  I wrapped my arms around his
neck hugging him while pressing my small breasts against his chest and
giving a little wiggle.  He stirred again.  He glared at me.
	"From now on you sit on your own chair instead of on me, your
a big girl now!"
	"But I like sitting on your lap," I whined softly.
"Sandi!"
	"All right, I won't do it again, ok?" I said crossing my
fingers unnoticed.
	"Good!"
	I shifted off of him and went and helped Melanie finish
cleaning the kitchen.  She had most of it done so it only took a few
more minutes before it was all done and the dishwasher was off and
running.
	Together we climbed the stairs and went into my room.  She sat
on the bed and watched me as I collapsed down beside her.  "What do
you think we should do?"
	"About what," I asked watching her carefully.
	"Do you...want to do...it again?"
	"Did you...like it?"
	"I liked you touching me...it's better...than when...."
	"You do it yourself," I filled in.  She nodded.
	"What about you did you like...it?"
	"Yes, I enjoyed it too," I said thinking about more about how
it turned me on afterwards knowing that my father had seen us.
	"Do you want to do it again?" she asked searching my eyes.
	"Yes..." I said and her hand reached out and started caressing
my leg.
	"Me too."
	"Melanie, I want to...but not right now...what about Friday
evening you can sleep over here again and we can...do it."
	"All right," she said sadly withdrawing her hand then she
stretched it towards me again.  "I want to touch you so much.  Seeing
you around school keeps reminding me about being in bed with you and
touching your soft skin."
	"I know..." I said softly "but we've got to wait till Friday!"
	"Why?"
	"Because I don't feel like it today."
	"All right."
	"Is that all you wanted to talk about?"
	"Yes!"
	"I kind of want to have a nice long soak and then I'd like to
spend some time with my...."
	"You'd like me to go?" she asked softly.
	"Would you mind?"
	"No, but next time just tell me ok," she said getting up off
the bed.
	"I didn't want to hurt your feelings."
	"Well you wouldn't have.  I'll see you tomorrow."
	"Then Friday," I said grinning.
	"Bye," she said leaning down and giving me a little peck of a
kiss on my lips.
	"Bye" I said softly watching her leave.
	Quietly I slipped out of my clothes and put on my robe
gathering up a big T-shirt and a pair of panties.  I went into the
bathroom and ran the tub and when it was finished, I just sank into it
and let the wonderful sensations flood me.
	I didn't do anything but close my eyes and relax.  I needed
it, I felt awful and used from what my coach had made me do and I
couldn't believe I actually gave him a blow-job.  Something I never
wanted to repeat with anyone other than my man.
	When the water was draining out I used my robe to dry myself
off since I had forgotten a towel then I dressed in the panties and
T-shirt and went down stairs and found him still sitting in the same
place with his eyes closed.
	When he heard me approaching him he opened his eyes and looked
at me he opened his mouth to say something but closed it before
anything came out.
	"I'm wearing panties," I told him lifting my T-shirt up to
show him, "if that's what your wondering."
	"No, no it wasn't," he said quietly as I snuggled up against
him, drawing my legs up under my buttocks.  He leaned forward and
picked up the remote from the coffee table and flicked the TV on while
wrapping an arm around me pulling me close to him.
	After about half about an hour of channel flipping he shut it
off and in the darkness we just sat there holding onto each other
until fifteen minutes later a car passed by outside and broke the
spell.  "Let's go to bed!" I suggested standing up and pulling on his
hand.
	"I suppose your going to want to sleep in my bed again."
	"I would like to...."
	"Well since you'd probably just crawl in when I'm not
watching, you might as well start out there, but your going to have to
start sleeping on your own again."
	"Don't you like sharing a bed again?"
	"Frankly Sandi, I don't, it leads to too many..."
	"Opportunities!"
	"...chances of mishap."
	"But I'm wearing panties, plus I promise I won't do anything,"
I said crossing my fingers "anymore.  But I don't want to sleep alone
anymore, last night I couldn't sleep at all because I missed feeling
you next to me.  Please Dad, don't make me sleep alone, I like
cuddling up against you at night."
	"Sandi...."
	"Please!" I pleaded looking up into his eyes.
	"Sandi...."
	"Please Dad, if you...bring someone...home I'll sleep in my
own bed but when...neither of us have anyone else here...let's sleep
together.  I like waking up in the morning next to you, is that so
wrong?"
	"Sandi, yes, your my daughter."
	"I don't care I just want to sleep in bed with you knowing
your laying beside me makes me feel good, and safe!"
	"Sandi...."
	"Let's not argue, let's just go to sleep.  I'm tired, please."
	"Sandi?"
	"What," I asked tiredly just at the door jam of his bedroom.
	"Is that really the way you feel?  Nothing I could say would
disuade?"
	"Yes and no!"
	"What does that mean?" he asked and I pulled him into the
bedroom so we could sit down.
	"Yes that is the way I feel, and no there is nothing you can
say that will change my mind."
	"What if I bought a lock for the door?"
	"You wouldn't..." I said shocked that he would even consider
the idea.
	"Well?"
	"I'd probably find another way in, sleeping beside you means
alot to me."
	"Does it mean that much?"
	"Yes!"
	"Let's go to sleep, and let me think about it all right?
Tomorrow you sleep in your own bed though."
	"Dad!"
	"Then I'll give you my answer Friday!"
	"That means I won't get a bit of sleep tomorrow."
	"Then you better get all you can tonight!  Go on climb into
bed," he told me and I moved up the bed.  He stood up and walked
around to "his side" of the bed and stood there watching me as I
pulled my shirt off and threw it over to the floor before slipping
under the covers.
	"Come on," I told him patting his side of the bed.  I watched
him strip down to his shorts and climb into bed beside me.
	"Aren't you going to take them off, I don't want to disrupt
the way you sleep Dad."
	"Sandi...."
	"Go on, I promised I wouldn't do anything.  My hands will stay
to myself or everything above your waist."
	"You swear?"
	"Yes," I said with my fingers crossed under the sheets.  "I
swear."
	"Ok," then a second later he dropped his shorts over the side
of the bed.
	"Does that feel better," I asked wrapping an arm around his
chest.  "I love you Dad!" I said kissing his shoulder.
	He sliped his arm under my neck and kissed my forehead.  "I
love you too honey!"  I put my head on his chest and closed my eyes
listening to the strong thumping of his heart.
	It was a comforting sound for the days occurences and it
lulled me to sleep better than a lulaby.  I dreamed of my father
caressing me and the two of us enjoying each other, but it turned from
soft and loving to a nightmare when my Dad turned into my coach.
	The surroundings turned fiery and hot as I saw myself from all
angles watching myself sucking on my laughing coach.  I woke sitting
up screaming.
	"What's the matter?" my father asked concerned pulling my head
against his chest.
	"...bad dream," I explained wiping my eyes.  He kissed my
forehead and stroked my hair.
	"Would you like some cocoa," he asked me turning my chin to
him.  I tried to shirk away from his touch but he held me tight.
	"Yes please," I whispered in response.
	"All right you stay here and I'll be back in a few minutes."
	He slipped from the bed and in the little moon light I saw his
bare ass until he covered himself with his robe.  While he was gone I
slipped my panties off and dropped them at the side of the bed.  Then
I spent the remaing few minutes wondering how I was going to deal with
my coach.
	I knew that if I didn't do anything he would be continuosly
coming to me.  I hoped he wouldn't but there was a part of me that
knew....  Dad came back carrying two mugs and quickly gave me one
sitting across from me crossed-legged then he watched me drink from
the cup.
	"Do you remember any of it?" he asked me.  I shook my head.
"You haven't had a dream like that for years Sandi, are you sure there
isn't something wrong?"
	"No," I told him," nothing's wrong."
	"Sandi, you know you can tell me anything."
	"I know Dad," I replied softly before taking a sip of the
cocoa.  He had sprinkled cinnanom on top of the whiped cream just like
I liked it.  "But honest nothings wrong."
	"All right, just remember that I'll always be here...."
	"This is wonderful," I said taking another drink from my cup.
	"Don't change the subject Sandi!"
	"Dad, I know you'll always be there for me when ever I need
you, just remeber I'm also here for you too."
	"I know Sandi, and I love you all the more for it."  He hadn't
even touched his cup of cocoa and I had almost finished mine.
	"You ready to go back to sleep?"
	"Yeah," I said softly giving my cup to him.  "You know I think
thats about the only thing you can cook good."
	"Thanks alot," he said warmly as he set my cup down on his
nightable then quickly drained his own.  When he turned back to me he
had a white whip cream mustache and I couldn't help letting out a
laugh.
	"What?"
	"Come here," I told him happily getting an idea I held his
head and explained "you've got whip-cream all over you face, hold
still."  I had planned on kissing and licking it away but I stopped
just short of doing it and decided to wipe his face with my fingers
and suck the whipped cream off my fingers and then after I finished I
gave his lips a small kiss and laughed before getting back under the
covers.
	We cuddled a little, teased a little more, and I playfully
kissed him more before we finally got back to sleep.
	When I woke up I had about an hour before the alarm would go
off so I spent about half of it playing with the hair on his chest and
simply watching him breathe.
	I had kissed him numerous times and even came close to
touching his genitals (which I had noticed were always in a state of
erection in the mornings).  But it was only when I started gently
sucking and nibbling on his closest nipple he woke up.
	Before he had a chance to say anything I surrendered his
nipple and attacked his lips with a soft sensous kiss, at least until
he pushed me off of him with a smile.
	I was feeling a lot better even enough to take him in my mouth
but I knew even if I asked him to masturbate infront of me that it
would endanger my chances of staying in bed with him on a nightly
bases.
	"What was that for?"
	"No reason, other than I love you," I told him as he hugged me
close to him.  I kissed a sensitive part on his side and he stirred
away from it a little.  "Are you awake enough for me to ask you a
question?"
	"You just did!"
	"A serious one."
	"I think so, what is it?"
	"Well you said that you didn't mind me and Melanie playing
together, and you mentioned about Mom liking girls too, does that mean
that seeing two women together like that, acts like a turn on for
you?"
	"Sandi, I don't know if you should be asking things like
that?"
	"Did it turn you on when you saw Melanie and me in your bed, I
know it did last night when you caught us kissing."
	"Sandi, I don't want to talk about this."
	"Would you like to watch me and Melanie again...I mean would
you want to see...."
	"I know what you meant Sandi."
	"Well, from start to finish this time, not just a little
glimpse."
	"Sandi!"
	"She's coming Fiday to play and stay the night.  If you want
to, you can watch us or I could set our camera up in the bathroom to
tape it and we can watch it together later?  What do you think?"
	"I think we shouldn't be talking about this."
	"Dad, its your choice.  I want you there it's all up to you
whether you want to see two women together!  But remember that I would
like you to watch.  I'll leave the door open and keep Melanie looking
away from it if you come."
	"Sandi!"
	"Just say you'll think about it please!"
	"All right, I'll think about it ok?"
	"Thank you," I said smiling.
	"I haven't done it yet."
	"Well if you don't, just remember I'll always leave the door
open for you, I'll also tell you when ever Melanie and I are going to
play," I told him before giving his lips another peck.  "So if you
don't come this time there will always be others."
	He smiled and kissed my forehead before getting out of bed and
trudging towards the bathroom.
	After he closed the bathroom door I ran my hand over his side
of the bed feeling the warmth he'd left before sticking my head into
his pillow so I could savour the wonderful scent of him mixed with his
cologne.
	When he came out of the bathroom he was drying his hair with a
towel and wearing absoulutely nothing and he looked gorgeous.  "You
look wonderful," I told him lying on my side supported by my elbow.
	"Are you still here?" he asked started as he moved quickly to
his closet.  The shower had washed away some of his erection from
earlier but it was fighting to stay alert.
	"Obviously.  Why don't you come back to bed for a little while
longer so we can cuddle."
	"I can't I need to get into work early and look over the
records again.  I've got to find out who's doing it or there going to
end up turning the blame on me some how."
	"They wouldn't do that," I said getting up out of bed and
moving to him.  "Would they?"
	"I wouldn't put it past whoever was smart enough to do this in
the first place, and since I'm the one with the books right now, I'd
be the easiest person to nail."
	"Then we've got to figure out who it is!"
	"Me not we."
	"I'll go in Saturday with you and we'll see what we can find
out together!"
	"Sandi...."
	"Dad the least I can do is get you your coffee and answer the
phones, so you can work."
	"Sandi, that's really sweet but you've got better things to do
with Saturday!"
	"Like what?"
	"You can play with Melanie all day, alone together."
	"But then you won't be here to watch!"
	"Sandi please!"
	"No, Dad I want to help you the best I can, and I want to do
this, please."
	"Sandi..." he got out before I looked at him with the face
that I knew he would never say no to...other than when I asked for the
impossible and love making.  "Oh, all right, but you've got to stay
out of my hair."
	"Good," I said and pulled him tight agaisnt me squeezing his
cock between us and giving him a kiss on his lips.
	"Sandi...."
	"I suppose I should go get dressed now huh?" I asked
rhetorically as I started out the door.
	"Yeah," he replied softly, and I wasn't sure if it was a note
of disapointment in his voice or whether it was just my overactive
imagination.  I dressed and went down stairs to find a scrambled egg
sandwhich under a pan lid and a note on top that simply said 'See I
can cook.'
	I had to admit that when he wanted to he could really cook,
and good too.  I got to school and inside my locker I found a note
from Melanie apologizing for acting so snide the previous night and
that she was looking forward to tomorrow night.
	I went through my classes fairly happy thinking that I was
wearing my father down because now at least he didn't complain as much
when I kissed his lips, and he could tolerate me being nude in his
bedroom with him in it.
	But the moment I walked into the gymnasium after school was
finished, my mood almost instantly deteriorated when my coach smiled
at me.  He started touching me when no one was looking, he'd rub up
against me, pretending that it was an accident, or rubbing the inside
of my thighs when he was showing me how to do a new stretch, and a new
gesture of smacking my ass, but it wasn't just a smack it was a grab
and it hurt.
	I didn't want to be anywhere near him, and my excuse of having
to leave early didn't wash very well with him, but he let me go, only
after he made me rub his crotch.
	When I got home Melanie was just leaving for her own house
"Aren't you staying for dinner?"
	"No my Mom wants me to eat with the rest of my family, she
says its the only time we actually spend as a family."
	"All right, bye!" I called after her as she went down the walk
before closing the door.  "Dad?"
	"Right here honey.  I'm in the dining room!"  I wound my way
through the kitchen and into the dining room.  "How was your day?"
	"Don't ask," I told him sitting down infront of what looked
like a delicious pasta salad.  "How 'bout you, any luck...."
	"No.  There's nothing I can tell from the books."
	"What are you going to do?"
	"I don't know but if I can't get a lead, its going to end up
being me in the slammer."
	"Dad don't talk like that your not going anywhere!"
	"Your so adorable and naive Sandi!"
	"I am not!"
	"Even though its not right in life people climb to the top
only by stepping on the backs of others, and you can't let anyone give
you that kind of shit!  Sorry."
	"Don't be!  Your upset, you have a right to swear.  Have you
told your boss about the figures?"
        "How can I? It might be him."
	"Can I do anything for you?"
	"Well...after dinner, would you mind massaging my shoulders
again?"
	"Sure, I'd be happy to, if you'll rub my mine."  He looked at
me sceptically then I explained "my muscles are sore from the workout
the coach put me through!"
	"Ok, I suppose that's fair, but just remember your sleeping in
your own bed tonight!"
	"Do I have to?"
	"Yes, this time I expect you to stay in it too!"
	"Please...."
	"Sandi!"
	"At least tell me why," I asked as he ate a little of the food
of his plate "please!"
	"Fine, I just want to see what its like when your not there
all right," he asked angrily.
	"You don't like me in bed beside you," I asked trying to hold
tears back.
	"It's not like that, I do enjoy...you lying beside me...too
much.  I just want to see if its already too late."
	"Too late for what?"
	"To let you sleep in your own bed.  I like you lying beside me
too Sandi...but...."
	"But what, if you like sleeping together why try and get me to
sleep in my own bed."
	"Because."
	"Because what?"
	"Just because Sandi!"
	"That's not an answer."
	"It's the only one your going to get!"
	"Fine!" I huffed and turned my attention back to my dinner,
which no longer looked as apetizing as it had when I had first sat
down.
	The rest of the night was dull, until the massage and that was
heavenly, even though he only took off his shirt and only allowed me
to take my T-shirt off if I was wearing a bra.
	When I touched him my insides quivered, but when he started
rubbing me, it sent tingles all throughout my body.  It was wonderful
and I was moaning into the pillow more than I would have ever believed
that I would, I couldn't even control them.
	I even had an orgasm, that I don't think he knew about just by
him touching me, it felt better than any one I had had before and it
was his.  I was smiling into the pillow before he finally told me to
get up and when I did I couldn't help but kissing his lips as hard as
I could.
	He pushed me away, but I let out a giggle and managed to give
him another small kiss before he pushed me away "go to bed."  I went
to climb into his bed and he quickly told said loudly "Yours!"
	"All right," I said soft and sadly as I got out of bed and
trodged to my own room.  "But you know I'd rather stay here with you!"
	"I know," he said watching me leave from his seat on his bed.
"But your going to have to get used to it."
	"You mean your going to say no!"
	"No, I mean I don't know but just incase you should be
prepared to be staying in your own bed from now on."
	"Dad...." I whined.
	"Good night Sandi, and close the door behind you."  I did as I
was told and got into my own cold bed.  It was lonely, cold,
dark...and had to be the worst kind of punishment there was.  I was
away from him, and I couldn't help but crying myself to sleep.
	"Good morning," he greeted me sitting down at the table with a
cup of coffee.
	"Morning," I replied crankily.  I had slept but not very well.
I had kept waking up and even though I wanted to go get into bed with
him I fought the urges for him, but it didn't make me feel any better
for it.
	"How did you sleep?"
	"Terrible," I grumbled.
	"I slept wonderfully."
	"Good for you," I snapped.
	"Boy you really didn't sleep well did you?"
	"How am I supposed to do that when I'm not with my man!"
	"Sandi, I am certainly not...."
	"Shut up!" I said grabbing the milk from the fridge.
	"Sandi!"
	"Oh grow up Dad!"
	"Why don't you have a cup of coffee."
	"You know I don't drink that stuff!"
	"Well I think you should have a cup anyway if you go to school
like this, your friends will never forgive me."
	"Dad...."
	"Come on, I'll put lots of milk in it," he said going to the
coffee machine and pouring me a cup.  "Drink!"
	"I don't...."
	"Drink!"  I started sipping the mixture, it was disgusting,
but I kept drinking it anyway.  "Good, now drink it all up."
	"Don't push me, I'm doing my best!"
	"I know you are honey!"
	"Now sit down here, and I'll make you some breakfast.  What
would you like, some eggs and toast?"
	"I guess," I replied softly watching him move around the
kitchen.  Such a cute ass.
	He made eggs for both himself and me before sitting down
across from me after setting my plate down infront of me.  He didn't
do anything until he saw me take the first bite of my own breakfast
before he started on his, but he always kept an eye on me anyway.
	"I'm going to be late!"
	"I'll give you a ride," he told me, "just enjoy your
breakfast."  I did, I took my sweet time about it too, it was good but
I didn't want to scarf it down either, I wanted to enjoy it just like
he had said.
	We each drank down another cup of coffee before we finished,
and it was nearly after my first class was finished.  I would have
done anything at that moment to stay home with him making love.
	But he rushed me off out the door anway putting my bike in the
trunk of the car.  We joked the entire way there, but I couldn't help
glancing at him every now and again with other intrests in mind.  I
even thought about going down on him while he drove but resisted
knowing that I could reck everything to an impulse.
	When we got to the school he got out and helped me get the
bike out of the trunk.  After I had gotten it locked up I found him
sitting in the divers seat watching me through the open window.
	"Bye honey."
	"Just a minute," I told him and quickly sprinted to the car
and leaned in the window and kissed him, before I pulled back I ran my
tongue over his top lip.
	"Sandi!"
	"Bye dad," I said giving him a little wave before stepping
back away from the car, then I turned and quickly went in through the
school doors before he could say anything.  It had been a stupid thing
to do, and I knew that I'd be lucky if I ever saw him naked, let alone
slept with him again.
	I spent the rest of the day praying that no one would notice
how turned on I was by what I hoped would happen when Melanie and I
got started.  I had this fantasy that he would be there at the door
watching us, maybe masturbating at the sight of us, or even better
coming and taking both of our virginities from us...at least mine
anyway...and giving us the best fucking in our lives.
	I wanted him to take my body and do whatever he wanted to it,
with me loving every minute of loving him.  But it always seemed that
when my fantasy was getting to the best part the bell would always
ring and disrupt it.
	Melanie had worn a skirt and when ever she thought no one was
looking at us she'd flirt with me, winking her eyes, blowing kisses,
rubbing her breasts things like that.  It was obvious that she was
looking forward to the evening.
	She went to my house with the key my Dad and I had given her
to get dinner and other things ready while I went to practice.  The
coach was waiting for me specifically as soon as I got through the gym
doors.
	"Sandi, I'd like to speak to you for a minute.  In my office
now!"
	Obediently I went into his office which I noticed only once I
was in that the curtains had been drawn across the windows.  "I've got
something for you!" he said closing and locking the door behind him.
I backed up as far as I could away from him into his desk and he came
towards me, and I awaited his filthy fingers to touch me but they
didn't instead he reached for something behind me and picked it up.
	"Do you know what this is?"
	"No!"
	"It's your invitation to the regionals.  Your in!"
	"That's great," I said exstatically jumping up and down and
before I realized what I was doing I had hugged him.
	"Now," he said smiling "I've got one more thing for you to
celebrate."  I expected him to drop his pants and expect me to give
him another blow-job but he surprised me again by going for his coat
which hung on the back of the door and pulled out a bag.  "This is for
my star-athelete," he said opening a jewelery box with a bracelet in
it.  I took it from him and gingerly fingered it.
	"Are the rest of the girls getting something like this?" I
asked him looking at him.
	"No, your...."
	"I don't want it," I told him snapping it shut and throwing it
back at him.
	"Sandi, honey!"
	"Don't call me that!"
	"Then maybe you'd like something else!" he said looking at me
losing a little of his smile.  He put the box back in its bag and then
back into his coat pocket before digging in his other pocket and
pulling out something that I couldn't see.  Then he opened my hand and
put it in it.  It was a foil-condom package.
	"What's this for?" I demanded pushing his hands away from my
jeans clasp.
	"It's for you to put on me because I'm going to fuck you!"
	"I told you before I'd never do that with you!  Ever!"
	"Well, too bad you want to go to the tournament don't you?"
	"Yes, but I'm saving myself for someone special."
	"Some dream guy, well fogert it he'll never come along," he
spit out yanking at my pants till they came loose.
	"No!  Stop it!"
	"Be quiet or I'll tell them you won't be coming!"
	"I am not having intercourse with you," I told him sharply
trying to push him away.
	"God your gorgeous when your angry.  Now turn around and bend
over the desk!"
	"No!  Stop it or I'll scream."
	"Sandi, you want this, I know you do," he said holding me with
one hand and undoing his pants with the other.  A second later he was
fumbling with himself.
	"Stop it coach!  I'm not going to do this!"
        "You've worked you're whole life for going to these tournaments
then on to the olympics, but your going to need my help, and you have
to pay for that!"
	"I don't...."
	"Sure you do!"
	"No, I'm saving it for a man I already know and love more than
you'll ever experience."
	"Fine, you want to be like that, bend over, I won't put it in
even though I want it more than anything."
	"What are you going to do?" I demanded as he forcefully turned
me around and pushing my chest tight against the desk.
	"Relax," he said putting his penis between my thighs.  "Now
squeeze your legs tight around my penis, but not too tight."
	Then he started humping my thighs pushing his cock into my
thighs and pulling back.  He kept doing it until I felt his cum
spurting out over my thighs.
	While he let me up his semen slid down the inside of my legs
spready his filthy seed over my body.  "Get me something to clean this
up, this is disgusting!"
	"Rub it in!" he told me pulling up his pants.
	"No, get something to clean this off right now!"
	"Sandi, calm down, just use your fingers and...."
	"NO.  Get me something to clean this guck off!"
	"Fine, fine, just a second," he said before he grabbed a
handful of kleenexes and stuck them out for me to take from him.  I
snapped them from his hand and hastily rubbed it off of me before
pulling my jeans and panties back up.  I still felt dirty and I didn't
want to shower for fear of having him try something else so I told him
"I'm going home!"
	"You can't we've got a lot of work to do before next weekend!"
	"I don't care!" I said leaving him behind as I ran from the
gym.
	When I got to the school doors I found that it had started
raining but the anger I had towards my coach pushed me out the door
and into the steady down pour.  I could have called my father but I
got my bike out of the rack and pedaled the four blocks.
	By the third block I was cold, numb, drenched to the bone and
my tears had pretty well all been washed away.
	I leaned my bike up against the garage and went into the house
where almost immediately I was pounced upon by both Melanie and my
father.
	"Sandi, what are you doing home, I thought you usually stayed
to four-thrity.  I was expecting you to call for me to pick you up."
	"I...I...didn't think...." I sputtered shivering in the warmth
of the house.
	"Come on, let's get you into a warm shower and some fresh
clothes!" Melanie said taking my arm.  Halfway up the stairs for no
reason at all I turned back to look into my fathers eyes and telll him
"I love you Dad!"
	"I love you too Sandi," he said almost in a question.
	"Now, what's wrong with you," Melanie asked stripping me in
the privacy of the bathroom.
	"Nothing," I told her.
	"Sandi come on you can trust me.  Please tell me what's
wrong!"
	"Melanie please," I said trying to hold back another flood of
tears.
	"Sandi, I want to help but I can't if you don't tell me what's
wrong!"
	"Mel, please don't make...."
	"Damn it Sandi, tell me, your father's probably worried sick
about you, and so am I, now tell me, please."  Then sitting on the
toilet seat it all came out amongst tears about what the coach had
made me do.
	"Are you all right?  Did he do anything else?"
	"No," I said softly staring at my feet.
	"Sandi, you should tell your Dad!"
	"I can't!"
	"Why not, he wants you to be safe, if he knew...."
	"Melanie, you can't tell him!"
	"Sandi someone should, it would be better if he heard it from
you but if you won't tell him, I will!"
	"Melanie you can't he's got enough problems right now, he
shouldn't have to deal with mine too!"
	"Sandi you've got to tell him!"
	"After the tounrament!"
	"Sandi that's a whole week away!  That's five nights Sandi.
Five chances to actually fuck you."
	"I know.  I'll just have to try and stay away from him."
	"Sandi, you won't be able to avoid him the entire time, your
spending nearly an hour and a half with him every day.  Sandi if you
go in knowing that he's going to do it again, its as good as you
consenting to him."
	"Once I've made it to the tounrament I'll tell Dad, until...."
	"Sandi what if he wants to do it, all the way putting it
inside you!"
	"I told him I wouldn't!"
	"Yet he tried didn't he...you've got to tell your Dad!"
	"It's just one week!"
	"Sandi!"
	"I can keep him off of me for that long, can't I?"
	"Sandi, you'r playing with fire you've got to tell!"
	"I'll tell him after the tournament, I promise!" I said
looking at her face.  "Please, you can't tell!"
	"Damn it Sandi why is it so important, he's molesting you!"
	"I need to get to the tournament, then I can find someone else
to coach me...it's too late to find someone new, and my Dad likes
seeing me win, and if I don't get there now, I'll never get there."
	"Sandi."
	"Please, I don't want to talk about it anymore!"
	"Fine, you probably don't feel like spending tonight with me
now do you?"
	"I...no not really!"
	"Do you want me to stay after dinner?"
	"What about going to a movie," I suggested taking her hand in
mine.
	"I guess," she said softly.
	"I'm sorry, I know how much you were looking forward to
tonight."
	"It's all right," she said kissing the palm of my hand.  "I
understand, really!"
	"You can still stay the night but...tomorrow I'm going into my
fathers office for the day, and we'll probably be going in pretty
early.  You can stay here how ever long you want, but we probably
won't be back till late either."
	"So you want me to go home tonight?"
	"That's up to you!"
	"Can't we just sleep together?"
	"If you want," I said as she started taking off her own
clothes.
	"I want!"
	"What are you doing?"
	"I'm going to help wash you clean, and take a shower with you,
if you don't mind?"
	"I don't mind!" I told her as she unhooked her bra.
	"Good, do you think your Dad can look after dinner?"
	"Did you start cooking?"
	"I started to, why," she asked pushing her panties down and
moved towards me.
	"Well, Friday's Dad and I usually just go out for dinner," I
explained putting my hands on her hips and guiding her between my
legs.  "God your so soft," I said pressing my face into her belly and
gently kissing it.
	"Then we usually,"  I slipped my tongue into her belly button
and swirled it around, and her hands cupped my breasts.  "Just go
home," I said as my voice turned into a near whisper "and go to
sleep!"
	"Shower," Melanie whispered hotly as I slid my hand between
her legs and touched her pussy.  She helped me stand up and then
together we got into the bath tub, kissing each other.  She bent over
and adjusted the taps while I fondeled and touched her clit.
	When the water started raining down on us nice and warm she
turned around smiling wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me
slipping her tongue into my mouth.  I wrapped my arms around her waist
and slipped my hands onto her buttocks spreading them apart.
	She spread her legs apart in response.  "Have you changed your
mind about tonight?" she breathed in my ear pressing her breasts tight
against mine.
	"I think so," I told her before kissing her neck.
	"What would you say if I asked you to take me right here?"
	"I'd say no, because we've got to save something for later
don't we?"
	"I'd probably have to agree with you there," she said kissing
me again.  "Where's the soap," she asked not turning her eyes away
from mine.
	"Behind you," I told her softly before she gave me a little
peck of a kiss and then turned around and quickly got the bottle of
soap and put some on her hands.  Then she went ahead and lovingly
soaped my entire body.  All of it, she rubbed my breasts, my hair
stroked my legs, lightly carressed my arms, and had me bend over so
she could gently rubbed my asshole too.
	I loved the attention that she was giving me, it made me feel
so special, so needed, so desired.  We finished the shower by kissing
some more.  Then we patted each other down with a towel, taking
special care of each other's body.
	After we had gotten dressed we went down the stairs giggling
and kissing each other.  But when we got half way down the stairs the
smell of something burning distracted us.  We took the rest of the
stairs two at a time and got down as quickly as we could looking for
the source of the smoke that seemed to be billowing out of the kitchen
we found my father throwing a pan up onto the stove smoking, burnt,
and charred.
	"That was going to be dinner," Melanie whined quickly moving
over to him.
	"You were supposed to be watching it!" my father accused and
then noticed her wet hair and the change in my mood.  "You should have
told me you were going upstairs to...help Sandi," he said more softly.
	"I just figured that...."
	"I was working on stuff from work, and usually when I get into
it, not much can distract me, save a small kitchen fire of course."
	"I'm sorry," Melanie sobbed softly looking down at her feet.
	"It's all right," my Dad told her as he pulled her against his
chest to stop her tears.  Seeing him do it and letting her be close to
him and not me fueled jealousy in me.  If he was going to do that it
should have been with me not Melanie.  It should have been me crushed
against his body with my face pressed tight agaisnt his warm manly
chest.  It should have been me who had his arms wrapped around me, not
her.  She didn't deserve it.
	"We can just go out."  It had come out more bitterly than I
had meant to say it.  He patted her back and stared at me while he
whispered a soft agreement of what I had said to them.
	A few minutes later we were headed out of the house to
McDonalds.  We ate and then Dad dropped us off at the movie theater.
What surprised me was that a guy from our class came over to us and
started to talk to Melanie and she warmly greeted him.
	He sat with us, between both me and Melanie, but Melanie's
attention was focused on him.  In the middle of the movie he leaned
towards her and kissed her while his hand roamed over her breasts.  I
was sure she would tell him to get lost but she didn't, she just
kissed him back and started stroking the inside of his thighs.
	Then when they parted it was only to hold hands.  I thought I
was her best friend but she had never said anything to me about him.
	Then near the end of the movie he whispered some thing to her
that I couldn't quite hear.  She kissed him, smiled, and then nodded.
Then she glanced at me for a second and got this look of pity on her
face, and then turned and watched the rest of the movie in silence.
	When we were walking out of it I wanted to get her away from
him as fast as I could but she pulled me back off to the side while he
talked to a few of his friends.
	"Sandi," she said turning my head so that I was looking at her
and not him.  I could tell underneath she was excited about something.
"Jack wants me to spend the night with him, he wants to make love to
me Sandi!"
	"Who is he?"
	"My boyfriend!"
	"You never told me about him."
	"I know, I was trying to keep it a secret, I didn't want it to
get out."
	"Mel, I'm more than your best friend don't you think you could
have told me at least."
	"Well, I am now.  Look if my mom call's your place can you
cover for me.  Jack's brother's going to drive us to a motel and rent
us a room.  Jack's supposed to be sleeping at his friend Tom's
but...Sandi I'm going to sleep with a man."
	"He's a boy, besides I thought you were looking forward to
tonight with me."
	"Sandi, I was but, you really don't feel like doing it
tonight, and you don't exactly have the equipment a man does.  Can't
you be happy for me, I'm going to have a penis inside me tonight."
	"Melanie!"
	"Please, be happy for me!"
	"I am, but...just make sure he uses protection, all right?"
	"Thank you Sandi!!!" she said excitedly turning and running
back to Jack.
	I called my Dad and he agreed to come and pick me up.  Half an
hour later he arrived with the car and as soon as I got in he asked
"Where's Melanie?"
	"She left with someone else," I told him softly probably
coming across as a little depressed.
	"Oh," he said as I cuddled up against him on the seat.  "How
about some ice cream then?"
	"I guess," I replied softly.  "She left with her boyfriend.
She'd never even told me she had one."
	"Is she going to get a ride home later?"
	"No, she's spending the night with him."
	"Sandi, do you think that's really a good idea?"
	"No, but I told her to make sure he used something."
	"Did she say whether or not he had any?"
	"No she just said she would be careful!"
	"Your not going to do something as foolish are you?"
	"No," I said kissing his side.  "I promise!"
	"Good," he said softly wrapping an arm around me.  "With all
the stuff that's going on now adays, you know it's not just...getting
pregnant you have to worry about."
	"I know Dad!"
	"Good, I'm glad you do!"
	"Besides I'm only thinking about one person in that role, and
I don't know if he even knows I exist as a woman.  I have needs, and
wants, and so does he, but he can't even see them, and there right
under his nose."
	"Sandi, please...should we see about getting you some...birth
control?"
	"I don't know...I guess it couldn't hurt, could it?"
	"No, we'll make an appointment for you at the...gynecologist
for this week some time, ok?"
	"All right," I said softly wrapping an arm around his chest as
he turned a corner.  "I can't believe she did that tonight, went off
with him!"
	"If she was going to spend the night, were his parents away?"
	"No, they we're going to go to a motel!"
	"But there not old enough to rent a room."
	"Jack's brother is going to drop them and rent the room for
them."
	"Oh...I suppose you feel pretty left out, eh?  Since you and
Melanie were going to...tonight."
	"A little I guess.  Did you ever take Mom away from one of her
girlfriends?"
	"No, I always invited them along too."
	"You dog you," I said smiling giving his chest a little pat.
	"Yeah, I suppose I was a little back in those days."
	"So you...you did sleep with Mom and another woman at the same
time."
	"On a few occassions...yes...Sandi you and I really shouldn't
be talking about stuff like this!"
	"Why not?"
	"I don't know it just doesn't feel right?"
	"Ok, Robert, did you enjoy it on those few occassions?"
	"Sandi, you've never called me by...I see what your
doing...fine, but call me Bob instead ok honey?"  I nodded.  "Yes, I
guess I did sometimes, but for the most part I usually didn't care if
Jane's"  That was my mothers name "roomate liked me in bed or not, I
only...slept with her, because Jane liked it, and it made her happy."
	"How long did you's let her stay around?"
	"Emily, well she stayed with us until you were about one, we
caught her....  I've never heard anything more from her except when
she came to your mother's funeral."
	"So she slept with you when you were married too?"
	"Yeah, she was the one of us that still had enough energy for
sex when you were around...you were such a handful when you were a
baby."
	"Why'd she leave?" I asked when we pulled into a stall infront
of Dairy Queen.
	"I don't know if I should...."
	"Please, I want to know...Bob!" I said as he shut the engine
off and turned to me.
	"Well...honey...I...."
	"Please...."  After I said it he turned away and looked out
the window.  I thought he wasn't going to tell me anything, but then
the words came out of his mouth shaky, hoarse and rough.
	"One night, on our wedding aniversary we had left her to baby
sit you.  You had just turned one a few weeks earlier, and we weren't
overly keen to the idea of leaving you with anyone, there had always
been one of us around you, or so we had thought...."
	"What happened?"
	"Because we were feeling so concerned about you at the
restaurant we decided to cut the evening short, and just go home
together check on you and maybe make love.
	"When we got home we figured Emily was asleep so we tiptoed up
the stairs.  We peeked in your room but you weren't there so we
figured that Emily had taken you to bed with her.
	"When we opened the door to our bedroom, we weren't prepared
for the extent that she had taken you to bed.  You were both naked and
far from asleep.  She had her legs spread apart and you were between
them.
	"I'm ashamed to say it but sometime when we weren't looking
she had taught you to give cunninglus.  Jane grabbed you from between
her legs and took you out of the room crying, you both were.
	"Emily didn't see what she had done wrong, and I told her to
get dressed.  She tried seducing the anger out of me, but I found her
pathetic and repulsive and threw her into her closet telling her to
get out of the house.  Then I went after you and Jane.  She had
dressed you and I took you two from the house and we stayed the night
in a motel.
	"The next day when we got home Emily was gone, and Jane and I
decided that we shouldn't look for someone to fill her place, incase
it ever happened again.  I'm sorry Sandi, we never meant you to get
hurt!"  When he was apologizing to me he had turned and faced me
again.  He had started crying and I gave him the biggest hug I could
to comfort him.
	"It's all right," I whispered softly holding him close.  "If
you need my forgiveness you have it, but it's not your fault.  I don't
remember it at all, even if I did, it couldn't have been that bad.  It
should be me that you should forgive!"
	"Why, what have you ever done?" he sniffed wiping his eyes
with his sleeve.
	"I disrupted your love-life, and if you still had Emily you'd
have someone to make love to."
	"Oh Sandi, don't think like that.  You mean more to me than
she ever did!  She wasn't any good Sandi, ever!  Tell me you won't
ever believe that?"
	"I won't," I said but he still didn't look convinced "I
promise!"  It kind of added something to my past knowing that Melanie
hadn't been the first woman to have my mouth on her pussy...I didn't
consider it bad, like my Dad figured it should be, nor did I consider
it good.  It had just happened that was all.
	"Let's go get some ice cream," he said wiping his eyes with
his sleeve again.
	"Dad, don't ever feel bad about it again, ok," I asked giving
him a kiss on his cheek.  "It's all right."
	"Okay," he said softly while looking into my eyes to see if I
was really sincere.
    "Now let's go have that ice cream!" I said sliding out my car
door.  I met him around the front of the car and took his hand in
mine, it was hard from the life that he had led but it somehow seemed
soft and sensuous and it still sent shivers all through out my body.
	I found a table while he ordered.  When he came back he had
two meals for us.  Hamburgers, fries, drinks, and ice cream cones for
desert.  While he was up at the counter I had watched him, and I
couldn't help but thinking I wanted to get back into bed beside him as
soon as we got home.  I remembered that he was going to tell me his
decision tonight, and thoughts of Melanie and what he had said to me
in the car completely vanished as the anxiousness of his answer filled
me with excitement and dread.
	I waited until we had both finished our burgers before I asked
him "Well?"
	"Well, what?"
	"What did you decide?"
	"About what?" he asked me, he didn't even know what I was
talking about.
	"About the sleeping arrangements!"
	"So you remembered did you?  Well, I don't think your going to
like this Sandi."
	"No, you mean I can't...come on Dad...I want to!  I don't like
being alone!"
	"Sandi, try and keep your voice a little lower.  I didn't mean
it like that, you want to let me explain or do you want to continue
shouting?"
	"Ok, explain!"
	"The truth Sandi, which I didn't expect to tell you, but since
we're being so open tonight is that I enjoy having someone there too.
However you are my daughter Sandi and it wouldn't be right to continue
like we have been so...."
	"No, right, it's still no...Dad please!"
	"Sandi let me finish please, before you go off the handle like
that again.  Here's what I suggest, once a week, and on special
occasions."
	"No, that's six days alone a week."
	"Sandi...."
	"Make it once a week and weekends as well as special
occasions!"
	"Sandi!"
	"Please..." I pouted eyeing him in the way he never said no.
	"All right, I guess we can handle that."
	"And a bath!"
	"What?"
	"I want to bathe with you once a week."
	"Sandi, don't push it."
	"Fine, a shower then!"
	"Sandi!  Fine, I guess, but that's it no more!"
	"Thank you!" I said and leaned over the table and kissed his
cheek.
	"As long as you wear a bathing suit!"
	"Dad!"
	"Take it or leave it Sandi!"
	"Fine, I'll take it," I said pouting.
	"Don't act like that you got more than I planned to give you,
I was thinking just twice a week."
	"Fine!"
	We finished our dinner and then we went home, we were both
tired and I led him straight up to the bedroom and started to undress
while he went into the bathroom and washed up.
	While he was inside his I went into my own bathroom and
brushed my teeth.  He was in bed when I got back and he looked at me
for a second before saying "Your supposed to be wearing panties."
	"I don't want to," I told him climbing into bed beside him.
"Your not wearing underwear are you?"
	"Yes!"
	"Well take them off, I want to be as close to you as I can," I
told him slipping my hand under the covers and pushing his shorts
down.
	"Sandi...fine I'll do it myself though all right?"
	"Ok, but from now on remember I want you naked when you get
into bed."
	"Sandi!"
	"Bob!" I replied in a mocking tone as he dropped his underwear
to the side of the bed.  Then I cuddled up against him and kissed his
side while wrapping an arm over him.  He slipped an arm behind my neck
and kissed my forehead.
	"Good night Sandi!"
	"I wonder what she's doing right now?"
	"Who?"
	"Melanie!  She's probably right in the middle of...."
	"Sandi!  Good night!"
	"Good night!" I said softly resting my head on his chest.
	Morning came quickly enough, and I awoke with my hand on his
testicles again.  I loved the soft feel of them under my fingertips.
He had woken up before I had and he was watching me while I woke up.
He didn't say anything about my hand before or after I kissed his
lips.
	"I guess we should be going in to your office soon."
	"Sandi you don't have to come."
	"Dad I want to," I said removing my hand from his crotch to
his chest.  "I want to do anything I can to help.  Even if its just
making sure you eat properly and have enough coffee."
	"All right then, we should probably go in in a couple of
minutes."
	"That soon, can't we just lie here and hold each other for a
little while?"  He glanced over at the clock on his night-table for  a
second before turning back to me.
	"I suppose we can, for a little while, but we can't for too
long."
	"That's ok, as long as we can spend some time together."
	"I'm really not around that much for you am I?"
	"No, but that's because your working to give me what you think
I want!"
	"And what do you want?"
	"To spend more time with you!  Just the two of us, alone."
	"I know I haven't got much to offer you since your mother died
Sandi, but I try my hardest to give you what you deserve."
	"I know you do Dad, but I would rather have you than new
clothes, or toys, or sports goods.  Do you see what I mean?"
	"Yeah, I know what you mean honey.  I miss spending time with
you too, your mother used to be able to keep me home and somehow I
always had time for the two of you, but now, it seems I have a hard
enough time just making time for one person."
	"What could I do to make you run home to me?" I asked him
kissing his cheek.
	"I try to get home as soon as I can Sandi!"
	"But you don't put it above your work do you?"
	"I should, but your right I probably don't do it as much as I
could."
	"Dad?"
	"What is it honey?"
	"What would you think if I said I wanted to quit gymnastics?"
	"Why, are you thinking of quiting?"
	"I was just wondering what you'd think!  I don't want you to
be disappointed?"
	"I could never be disappointed in you Sandi.  If you want to
quit just say so, and I'll pull you out.  What ever you want, is fine
with me, but what about the tournament?"
	"What do you think I should do?"
	"I don't know Sandi, it's your decision and your the only one
that can make it.  It's your feelings, your desires, and your
experiences.  What ever you feel is right, I'll support you!"
	"You will?"
	"Always Sandi!"
	"I love you Dad," I told him rolling up on top of him.  our
genitals were so close to each other I could almost feel him rubbing
against me.  When I did it he instinictively wrapped his arms around
my waist.
	"What are you doing?" he asked while I slid up his chest a
little moving away from his penis to kiss his lips.
	"Nothing," I said softly hugging him as I laid my head down on
his shoulder and kissed his neck.  "Should I be?"
	"No," he whispered as he brushed some hair out of my face with
his fingers.  I looked up at him and then gave his lips a small gentle
kiss.  I was inches away from paradise, all I had to do was slid down
him a little and take it inside me.
	But I knew he wouldn't let me and where I was was too
pleasurable to be thrown off of him.  Because he was letting me take
the luxuries of kissing him, and I have to admit that I liked it.
Liked how he tasted on my lips, how he felt beneath me.  How his lips
felt pressed against mine, even if it was only one sided kisses they
were still delicious.
	"I suppose we should get up now," he said softly running his
fingers through my hair.
	"I guess, but lets have this weeks shower now!"
	"I have to have one anyway so it's up to you, if you want
to...."
	"Yes!"
	"All right, go get your bathing suit on then."
	"Dad, that is absurd, I can't wash myself with clothing on.
It will just make it more difficult than it should be.  Come on Dad,
you can't be serious about a bathing suit."
	"Sandi...."
	"Dad, how can I wash if I've got clothes on, could you wash
properly if you were wearing a pair of shorts?"
	"Sandi...."
	"Come on its not like I'm going to do anything."
	"Sandi...."
	"Dad, please, I can't wash...."
	"Sandi, shut up and give me a chance to agree with you."
	"You mean I don't have to wear a bathing suit?"
	"No!"
	"Thank you," I said before quickly kissing his lips and
getting off of him.  "Come on!" I grabbed his hand and pulled him up
from the bed.
	"Why are you so anxious?"
	"Because I'm going to be spending the whole day with you for a
change!  The whole day!"
	"Is that what all this is about?"
	"Partly...." I said softly pushing him into the small shower
stall and climbing in beside him.  It wasn't that big of a stall so we
were forced close together.
	"Then what's the other part?"
	"I like being close to you like this," I said softly kissing
his chest as the water started running over us.
	"Like what?"
	"Naked, pressed against you, touching each other, like this,"
I said kissing his chest again.
	"Why?"
	"Because I love you!"
	"Sandi, this isn't the kind of love I want from my daughter!"
	"Hand me the soap please!" I said softly kissing one of his
nipples.  He did and I poured some out into my cupped hand and started
lathering his chest.
	"Why are you doing this?"
	"I told you already!  I love you Dad!"
	"Sandi what your doing has nothing to do with me being your
father!"
	"Here," I said taking his hand and turning the palm out and
pouring some soap into his hand and pressing it to my breast, started
rubbing it around.  "You wash me too!"
	"Sandi, I won't do this!"
	"Why not?"
	"Because your my daughter that's why!"
	"Come on Bob," I said wrapping my arm around his neck.  "I'm
not asking you to make love to me...." I said biting off the word
"yet".  "Is there anything wrong with washing me in return for me
washing you?"
	"Sandi!"
	"Bob, is there anything wrong with us acting a little closer
than father and daughter?"
	"Yes!"
	"Why," I asked as I started washing his genitals.  "So
beautiful."
	"Because you are my daughter!"
	"I don't want to be just your daughter anymore!  I want to be
closer to you than that!  Mom wants it!"
	"Sandi, don't even think about using your mother to accomplish
your goals of seducing me.  For gods sake Sandi I'm your father!"
	"I had a dream...."
	"Sandi I don't want to hear about it!"
	"I had a dream that you were making love..."
	"Sandi!"
	"...you and me were making love and Mom was watching us.  She
told me to make you happy and I want to Dad, I want to so much...I
want to feel you inside me."
	"Sandi!  You don't even know what you want, a second a go you
told me you would ask me to make love to you and now it sounds that's
exactly what your asking for."
	"If I did, would you?"
	"No!  Sandi that's something that could never happen...ever!
It's...."
	"Answer me this, would you make love to me if I was just a
stranger on the street."
	"Sandi!"
	"Would you, if I came to you on the street and said I wanted
you as my lover, would you agree and take me to bed?"
	"Sandi!"
	"Would you?"
	"---No-no-I--I wouldn't!"
	"You don't sound very convincing!  Just think about it.  I'm
offering you myself.  Dad, I'm a virgin you know that...I want you to
be the first and last man ever to put themselves inside me!"
	"Sandi!"
	"Just think about it," I said pressing a finger to his lips to
silence him.  Then as quickly as I could I rinsed myself off and got
out of the shower leaving him alone in it.  He was still against the
idea, but I had brought it out right in front of him even the way I
felt.  Now he could think about it, and decide for himself, but I
wouldn't stop trying to convince him I was right though either.
	I dressed in a pair of jean-shorts and a tank-top so the
little amount of clevage that I did have showed as much as possible,
and I had decided that I wouldn't wear any underwear when I was around
him.  I also decided that the next time he did get drunk, meaningless
or not I was going to make love to him.
	I thought that he'd probably try to ditch me before he went to
the office so I went down stairs and sat in the car to wait for him.
When he came out he was dressed in his regular suit and tie, but
looked sexier than ever to me.
	He sat down in the drivers seat and opened the garage door,
pretending that nothing was different between us.  I cuddled up
against him but he told me it was bothering him when he drived and he
pushed me back towards my own seat.
	When I kissed his lips when we parked in his office stall he
nearly bit my head off.  I tried to silence him with a kiss but he
acted the same way pushing me away again coldly.  I wanted to cry but
I stifled my tears and went into the office with him, he wouldn't even
let me hold his hand, he was afraid too much of me.
	I brought him coffee when ever he needed it, I shuffled
papers, did a little bit of typing for him (what I could anyway).  I
typed him a love letter, telling him how much I ached to feel his body
against my own, how I hungered to kiss and posses him, and take him
inside of me, both orally and vaginally.
	When I gave it to him he glanced at it crumpled it and threw
it aside.  My heart felt like it was inside of the little paper ball
on his desk.  I started to cry he threw the kleenex box to me and
ignored me.
	I dried my tears and went to get a cup of coffee for myself
and one for him, the coffee pot was empty and I couldn't find any more
of the grounds, just empty cans.
	"Dad, where's the extra coffee grounds, I'm going to make
another pot."
	"It's in the storage room down the hall.  It should be open."
Then he turned back to his desk.  I went looking for the store room
and moved towards it, when I noticed sounds coming from the room.
Sounds of people being intimate together.  Instead of opening the door
I pushed my ear to the door and listened.  I couldn't quite tell who
it was but it was a woman and a man.  She was moaning about money, and
how rich they would be together.  He tried to shush her up, but she
wouldn't stop talking while they were doing it.
	I guessed that they were probably talking about the money from
the company so I ran back to my father to tell him about what I had
heard.  He tried to push me away, but I insisted by whining "Dad,
please, listen to me this is important!  There's a couple of people in
the storage room...they're fucking."
	"Sandi, please I don't have time for this kind of crap."
	"Dad, I'm serious...and they're talk about a lot of money!"
	"Are you sure?"
	"I'm positive!" I said as he got up and moved as quickly as he
could to the store room, but when we got there it was empty.
	"Do you know who they were?"
	"No, just a man and a woman!"
	"Damn it!"
	"Should we see who's around?"
	"They're probably long gone."
	"Well it won't hurt if we do would it."
	"No, you check this floor, I'll go take a look around
upstairs."
	"All right."
	We searched for about fifteen minutes before it was obvious
that they weren't in the building any more.  We met back in his office
and sunk into the chairs.
	"I'm sorry Dad, I should have waited until I saw them come
out."
	"Don't blame yourself, if I had of listened to you in the
first place...let's just go home."
	"Not just yet," I said remembering the gift that I wanted to
give him.  "Where's the photocopying machine?"
	"It's in the store room too, that's the only place on this
floor that had room for it."
	"Just wait here a minute then, ok?"
	"All right," he sighed and I went back to the store room and
shut the door behind me.  I looked at the photocopier and couldn't
help smiling.  The top was already back so all I had to do was slip
out of my shorts.  Then bare-assed I hoped back up onto it and
photocopied my ass and pussy, it was warm and felt good beneath me as
I held my ass apart with one hand and pressed the button again.
	When I got off of it, I pulled my shorts back on.  Then I
slipped my tank-top down and photocopied my breasts.  It felt almost
as good on my nipples as it had on my ass.  I tidied myself, made sure
the photocopier was clean and grabbed my copies with a smile.  Then
folded them up and stuck them in my pocket.
	"Ready?" I asked peeking in his office.
	"Yes," he sounded really low from how close we might have
been, but I didn't want to give them to him so he would just scrunch
them up and throw them out.
	On the drive home, the right moment didn't seem to approach
and he was still as distant as he had been when we had come to his
office.  We ate in silence with each other, and even though he didn't
complain when I slipped into bed beside him, he was just as cold and
he wouldn't even let me wrap my arm around him.
	When morning came, he was still sleeping and I decided that
I'd just go spend the day at the mall window shopping.  It was a slow,
quiet and lonely way to spend the day, but when I got home at six, he
told me that Melanie had called a few times.  Then we ate dinner, in
silence again.
	Bed time came pretty quickly, but the attitude he had been
giving me was beginning to affect me and I wasn't looking forward to
climbing in beside him too much, so I decided I'd sleep in my own bed.
	Monday morning came almost when I got my eyes finally shut
without tears.  School was it's usual boring self, but I felt more
depressed than I had ever remembered feeling before in my life.  Then
lunch arrived!
	"Sandi, your not going to believe what happened to me Friday
night," Melanie said excitedly slipping into the chair across from me
at our lunch table.
	"I have a pretty good idea," I said snidely.
	"No, you don't.  I tried to phone you yesterday but your Dad
kept telling me you were out."
	"I was, now are you going to tell me about Friday or not?"
	"All right, when Jack and I left you he phoned his brother and
bought us a cup of coffee, which we shared.  It was so romantic.
	"Then when we had finished his brother was waiting out in the
parking lot for us.  Daniel!  He's cute too, actually not cute but
kind of ruggedly handsome.  He's twenty!
	"Anyway, Dan threw Jack a box of condoms, a twelve pack and
winked at me.  Then he drove us to the motel while we waited out in
the car kissing.
	"Dan came back and drove us right to the motel room.  We all
got out and Dan ushered us into the room, closing the door behind him.
	"I was looking at him funny, right, like 'What the hell are
you still doing here look?' and he simply asks Jack 'You didn't tell
her, did you?'  Jack shakes his head and then tells me that he had to
promise Dan could watch for taking us to the motel and renting the
room.
	"I felt uncomfortable being my first time and all, so I wasn't
quite sure if I liked the idea but I was also a little turned on by
the idea.  I didn't know it was Jack's first time too, I just
figured....  Anyway, we nervously undressed and I started sucking on
him right, to get him hard.  While I was doing it Dan took a polaroid.
I glared up at him while stopping.  He responds their for us.  So I go
back to sucking on Jack's semi-rigid cock.
	"When I get it hard he rushes to put the condom on while I
stretch out on my back.  Dan screams 'What are ya doing?' to Jack.
Jack and I look at him and he tells Jack 'She ain't ready!  Look.
	"Then Dan comes over, gets between my legs and after quickly
looking at me to see if its all right he starts fingering and kissing
my pussy."
	At this point in her story she was down to a near whisper and
we were hunched over the table so it could be as private as we could
get it.  I was nearly open mouthed.
	"Then Dan says 'See' and moves back away from me so Jack gets
between my thighs and starts doing what his brother had been.
	"Dan backs off but I want to thank him right so I motion him
closer to me and we kiss.  Then his hands start playing with my
breasts, right.  Then he moves down, starts kissing and sucking on my
nipples.  Jack looks up see's his brother says 'Dan she's mine!'
	"The words 'You two don't have to fight, there's enough of me
for both of you' slip out from my mouth.  I don't know where they had
come from, they were just there.  Dan undresses, he's got hair all
over him, and this humongeous cock which I start fondeling right.
Well a few seconds later I'm on my hands and knees, I've got Jack
pumping into my pussy and Dan's beautiful cock in my mouth.
	"Jack comes quick like, and Dan hasn't come at all.  Jack lies
down beside me and unrolls the condom off.  I move so I start licking
off his cum and Dan starts feeding me his rubbered cock.
	"I get Jack cleaned off and he's near hard again right, well
Dan pulls out of me still without coming.  He lies me on my back and
holds my hands back above my head while he climbs on top of me
missionary, right, and he takes his time again feeding it into my
hungry pussy and then he starts fucking me while kissing my face,
bring me through at least two orgasms before he finaly comes.
	"Dan rolls off and Jacks on me again, it kept up like that all
night, you don't believe me, well here look, I've got pictures to
prove it, the boys took turns taking them," Melanie said handing me a
half dozen phtos.  "We split them into three piles.!"
	"Wow..." was all I could say, out of the six photos they all
had her doing something really kinky with a cock buried inside of her,
and she was wearing the biggest grin I had ever seen on her in my
life.
	"You haven't heard the best part yet!"
	"What could possibly be better than what you've already said?"
	"They both want to keep seeing me.  Every night, alternatively
then Saturdays both of them want to go out.  Taking me to movies,
dinners, and they'll do anything I want, all I've got to do is ask!"
	"Mel isn't that kind of absurd!"
	"No, you wouldn't believe all the stuff we did.  We stayed in
the motel room to check out time.  We went through the entire box plus
Dan went out and bought another box.
	"And in the car when Dan drove me home I rode Jack almost the
entire time!"
	"Your sick Mel!"
	"No, just enjoying two good looking men in bed at one time.
Sandi, I'm telling you it felt wonderful, you wouldn't believe how
good it feels to have a man burried as deep as he can get in you.  It
makes you feel complete, and I've got two of them.
	"Sandi, why don't you go with us next Saturday, I don't think
my boyfriends would mind if I brought a girlfriend to share."
	"No thanks.  I've got my eyes on someone!" I said thinking
about my father back in his office, wondering how I could get him to
forgive me.
	"Who?  I'll get Jack to see what they think about you?"
	"It's no one that he'll know!"
	"What's he like, who is he?"
	"He's handsome, strong, sensitive, caring, his lips taste
wonderful too."
	"You've kissed him?"
	"Yes, lots of times!"
	"Who is he?"
        "Never you mind, you keep your thoughts on your two boyfriends
and leave mine alone!"
	"All right, can I have my pictures back please?"
	"Here you go," I told her handing the snapshots back.
"Enjoy!"
	"I will," she said smiling "I've got a date with Dan tonight.
Sandi, you know that outfit you bought...the other night when we...."
	"Yes!"
	"Do you think I could...borrow it...I want Dan to see me in
something sexy.  At least before he strips it off of me!"
	"I guess, you can put it on at my house.  When I get home I'll
get it for you!"
	"Thanks, I'll see you later, ok?  And be careful at practice
all right?"
	"I will!" I told her softly as she left the table.  She looked
great, and she looked happy.  Why shouldn't she be, she was bedding
down with two men, brothers at that, and one a twenty year old.  Well
I suppose it wasn't any worse than me wanting to get in bed with a
thirty-five-year-old man.
	I managed to get out of practice with only having to give the
coach a blow-job, but for me it was more than what he deserved, or was
worth.  But I did get a sense of good out of it, because I had spit
his cum into his pants which were around his ankles.
	He'd cussed a little but, hell what did I care.  When I biked
home Melanie was waiting for me on the porch.  "Your Dad's been
arrested!"
	"What?" I demanded throwing my bike down to the ground.
	"The police came and took him about ten minutes ago!"
	"He said to tell you it was because of the books if that means
anything."
	"Those bastards!" I cussed looking down the street.  I wasn't
sure what to do, above all I was scared.  For myself, but mostly for
him, because I knew he hadn't anything to do with it.
	"The cops told me to take you home with me, they said they'll
call and expect you to be there.  I talked to my Mom and she agreed.
So your going to have to pack a bag."
	"Did Dad get to take anything with him?"
	"No, they wouldn't let him."
	"I should pack some things for him, some underwear, a change
of clothes, his toothbrush."
	"Sandi, he's not at a motel," Melanie said shutting the door
of the house after we were inside.
	"I know," I said running up the stairs.
	"Sandi," Melanie said softly as I was throwing some of his
stuff onto the bed.  "Sandi, he's going to be ok, you just need to
relax for a couple of minutes."
	"Melanie how could you say that, he's my father, he needs me!"
	"Sandi, relax," she said resting a hand on my arm.  "Just take
a few deep breaths.
	"I can't afford..." I started but was silenced by Melanie's
lips pressing against mine in a kiss.
	"Come on, I'll help you relax," she said unbottoning my top
button as she backed me towards the bed.
	"I can't...."
	"Shhhh..." she said after kissing me again and pushing me down
onto the bed.  Then she took her T-shirt off and threw it aside.  Her
bare breasts were just hanging there.  Then she undid my shorts then
with a single movement she stripped me of both my shorts and my
panties.
	She had me spread out naked on the pile of my fathers clothes,
and his scent was so strong, I couldn't help but feeling sad because
we'd been apart, and we weren't exactly on the best terms.
	"What's wrong," Melanie asked wiping my eyes with her thumbs.
	"I can't do this, not right now Melanie, I said getting off
the bed and dressing "I've got to go see him!"
	"Sandi, they're probably interogating him, you..."
	"Oh God!"
	"...and won't be able to see him."
	"I stufed his things in his bag "Where did they take him?"
	"I don't know they talked to my mother.  They probably told
her.  Sandi pack yourself a bag, and we'll go to my house and get my
Mom to drive you to the police station."
	I didn't want to but Melanie pushed me into my room and helped
me pack a bag for myself.  Then we started down stairs "Did you get
that outfit you wanted?"
	"Sandi, I don't think I should be going out tonight, you need
me!"
	"There's no sense both of us being at the police station, your
going to go on your date and enjoy yourself!"
	"Sandi," she said before I sprinted back up stairs and fetched
the lingerie.
	"Here, now let's go!"  I grabbed both bags and let Melanie
start out walking to her house.  I locked up and five minutes later we
were going through the front door of her house.
	Her mother greeted us, but she treated me like I was some sort
of leper that I shouldn't be around.  She tried to talk me out of
going to the police station but I insisted and she finally agreed.
	I told Melanie in private that I hoped she enjoyed her date,
she grinned and said she would but there was also concern in her eyes
when I left with her mother.
	She dropped me with my fathers bag right in front of the
station taking off back home as soon as I had shut the door.
	I went in and after half an hour o explaining who I was they
locked me in a 8 by 8 room with an officer who started questioning me!
Asking about what I knew about money my Dad may have come to have, if
he had been spending large amounts of money.
	"If your asking if my father's an embezzler he's not!  He knew
about the missing money and was trying to figure out who had taken
it!"
	"He told you this?"
	"Yes!"
	"Why?"
	"He was upset, I was there...he just told me!"
	"How are things at home, do you's have everything you's want?"
	"Yes, he works hard, he's made a good life for us.  Even
though my mother's no longer with us!  He's worked hard trying to play
the role of both mother and father to me!"
	"Does your father have a girlfriend, someone he goes...."
	"No, he spends his free time at the office and comes home to
eat and sleep.  He's still devoted to my mother.  I've tried to get
him to go out but...when can I see him?"
	"Soon, just a few more questions!"
	"You said that half an hour ago seargent!"
	"I know, tell me again how your father told you about the
missing money!"
	I did, four times amongst other questions which totalled on
the high side of four hours.
	"I want to see him, please and I've got to give him this bag."
	"All right, but the bags going to have to be searched first."
	"Fine, can I see him?"
	"Come with me then," he said and guided me through a maze of
hallways.  Then he sat me down in another empty room, took my father's
bag and left the room claiming my father would be there in a few
minutes.
	After half an hour they finally brought him into the room.
Handcuffed!  I tried to contain my emotions as they set him down in
front of me and left the room.
	"Are you all right?"
	"I'm fine Sandi!"
	"Have they hurt you?"
	"No!"
	"I brought you some things from home, but they had to search
them."
	"Thanks, but they probably won't even let me have them!"
	"I love you Dad!" I sniffed.
	"Oh, I love you too honey."  He tried to hug me but the damned
handcuffs wouldn't let him.
	"When...when are you coming home?"
	"I-I don't know honey.  The lawyer said he'd arrange a bail
hearing as soon as possible and he can't guarantee that I'll be able
to get out on it."
	"My tournaments' this weekend!"
	"I know honey...but I don't know if I'm going to be able to
make it!"
	"You've got to...it's going to be my last one!"
	"You've decided then?"
	"Dad that's not important, is there anything I can do to
help?"
	"No, there's nothing you can do, we just have to let the
lawyers fight it out."
	"Dad we can't this isn't some small claim.  Dad, this is your
life...our lives...we can't just sit back and let them wreck it."
	"Sandi what can we do, we can only figure out what we already
know!"
	"There's no way we can sit back and let the rest of your...our
lives be decided by idiots that know absolutely nothing about you!"
	"Sandi don't...."
	"All right, times up!"
	"I love you Dad," I said moving around to him hugging him.
Then I gave his cheek a little kiss before the police officer took him
from the room.  While we waved good bye to each other they closed the
door seperating us.
	It was just after ten when I got back to Melanie's house, her
mother fed me even though Melanie was still out on her date.  Then as
soon as I was finished I went up to bed feeling more alone than I had
in years, thinking about him locked up behind cold bars with another
guy, with no one to sleep next to him.
	When morning came, Melanie was lying beside me with a smile on
her face.  I figured that Dan must have been real nice to her last
night.  When I moved on the bed she woke up eyeing me rubbing the
space between her breasts.  "How was your Dad?"
	"He's taking it better than I am I'm afraid, how was your
evening.  Did Dan like my underwear?"
	"Did he ever!  We were right there in the drive in theater, he
was kissing and fondeling me.  I told him I wanted to show him
something and I undid the first few buttons of my blouse.  He saw the
little bit of lace and tells me to climb in the back seat cause he
wants to see the rest of it.
	"We get in the backseat and I take my clothes off, he looks
over the underwear and slowly starts pulling it off with lots of
kisses.  He grabs a condom from his coat unzips his zipper and pulls
it out, unrolls the condom on himself, and he's inside me, stretching
me, in the backseat of the car.  I had my legs spread one up on a
front seat and up in the back window to.
	"He just kept making love to me.  It was wonderful Sandi, and
tomorrow I'm going out with Jack!  Are you sure you wouldn't want to
make it a double date one night!  I promise they'll make you feel real
good!"
	"No thanks!  We better get up, it's getting pretty late."
	"You want the bathroom first, or shall I...."
	"Go ahead!" I told her.  "I'm going to get dressed."
	"Ok!"
	The rest of the day, I bummed my way through school the best I
could knowing that my father was in prison.  When practice time came
along I wasn't really feeling up to taking the coaches shit.  But I
had to keep him around till the tournament was over, and in so doing I
had to do what he wanted.
	I told him I had to leave early to go see my father but it
wasn't good enough for him.  He held me back until everyone else had
left and then over the balance beam initiated anal sex.  I screamed
from pain as he slowly tried to work himself in, but it was more
painful than anything I had ever known, and he didn't stop until he
spurt and over my back.
	It was disgusting, but he remembered about his cum and had his
pocket stuffed full of kleenex's and wiped me clean.  Then I ran to
the bathroom to have a shower.  I was angry mad, sore, and in pain
from what he had done.
	I went to Melanie's house and tried to act as calm as I could
before Melanie's Dad took me to the prison to visit my father.
	We were allowed to interact in an open area, and he didn't
have to wear the handcuffs.  We talked a little but basicaly I just
sat on his lap and he held me in a hug and listened to me tell him
what was new with Melanie and her boyfriends and what a "wonderful"
day I had at school.
	"Does the lawyer know if your going to be out before he
weekend.  I really want you there for the tournament Dad, if your not
going to be there I might as well quite now!"
	"He's seeing what he can do!"
	"I really miss you Dad, its so lonely at night knowing your
not around."
	"I know honey.  I miss you too."
	"I hope they see the mistake their doing holding you.  You
couldn't hurt anyone!" I said stroking his cheek.
	"Thank you!"
	"How is it in here?"
	"It's not that bad, but...but I'd rather be home eating one of
your home cooked meals."
	"When you get out of here, I'll make you the biggest dinner
you've ever seen!" I promised.
	"Other wise are you all right?"
	"Yes...I'm fine Sandi.  I just wish you didn't have to be
spending the time with Melanie's mother...you two must be playing alot
together."
	"No, not since she started dating those two brothers...we only
played together that one time!"
	"Oh...I'm sorry!"
	"It's all right, I'm not really in the mood for it when your
in here!  It wouldn't feel right!"
	"Sandi...."
	"I hope your out of here soon!  We were going to the cabin the
weekend after this remember."
	"I know honey," he said stroking my hair.  "But we're just
going to have to accept what happens."
	"No!  I won't accept anything other than you back home!"
	"Sandi...never mind."
	"What?"
	"Nothing, just a passing thought!"
	"What was it?"
	"Nothing!  How's school going for you?"
	"Not so good, it's too hard to concentrate when I'm thinking
about you in here!"
	"Sandi, you've got to keep up your studies.  At least you have
your practices to take off some of the stress."  God was he wrong
there and I wanted to tell him.
	"I will!"
	"VISITING TIMES OVER!!!"
	"I guess I've got to be going," I said sitting up straighter
on his lap and kissing his cheek.  "I love you Dad.  I hope your out
of here soon!"
	"Me too honey," he said giving me a little squeeze with his
arms.  
	"I'll see you tomorrow!"
	"Ok, bye honey," he said with tears in his eyes as I left him.
	Melanie's dad was waiting for me out in the car and he drove
home.  We ate together since everyone else had finished, near the end
it seemed like he wanted to say something to me but never managed to
form the words.  Then when he finished his dinner and pushed it
towards the center of the table and watched me.
	"He's a good man Sandi, your Dad.  I don't think he did it!"
	"Thank you Mr. Duncan!  I'm glad to see that I'm not the only
one that believes in him!"
	"What's his lawyer doing for him?"
	"He's trying to get him out on bail right now!"
	"Well, I hope he does!" he said standing up and pushing his
chair in.  "Good night Sandi!"
	"Good night Mr. Duncan!" I said clearing the plates from the
table and taking them to Melanie who was still washing dishes in the
kitchen.
	We talked for a little while we finished up the dishes then we
went up to her room, from the master bedroom I could hear the radio
on.
	"There fucking!" Melanie whispered "they always turn the radio
on, they think it will fool me or something."
	"You mean there...."
	"Yep!"
	"How often...do they?"
	"Usually every Saturday night, it's kind of strange it's not
even the middle of the week."
	"Well...maybe they're just feeling...playful!"
	"Are you?"
	"No...he did something different today!"
	"The coach?  Oh Sandi you got to tell him off."
	"I know, it's only three more days though!"
	"Sandi...what did he do this time?" she asked when we got to
the safety of her room.
	"He put...it...up my...ass!"
	"Oh Sandi, you've got to tell him to fuck off!  You can't keep
on going like this.  It's bad enough you even let him touch you!"
	"I know!  But its almost over.  I'm quitting after this
tournament."
	"It should be him that quits not you!  You can't let him get
off just like that or else he'll do it again with someone else."
	"Melanie, I don't want to talk about him anymore.  What are
you and Jack doing tomorrow?"
	"Jack and I are going to go for a walk down in the revene.
I'm hoping he's going to make love to me by that stream.  I'm going to
wear a skirt especially for the occassion," she said grinning.
	"Those two are going to wear you out you know?  In the end
your probably going to have to pick one of them."
	"I know, but until then I'm going to enjoy myself."
	"Well good for you," I said softly as I undressed and climbed
into bed.
	"But I enjoy being with both of them," she said throwing her
top into her dirty clothes hamper.  "Dan likes fixing cars, Jack likes
dirt bikes.  Dan likes kissing my pussy.  Jack likes me sucking on
him.  And they both like fucking me, and I enjoy fucking them!  You
know, Jack found me at lunch today and wanted me to go with him behind
the school and give him a blow-job!"
	"Did you?"
	"Did I what?"
	"Go behind the school with him?"
	"Of course I did, what kind of a question is that?" she said
smiling as she climbed into bed beside me.
	"A stupid one by appearances."
	"Your right there," she said and gave my lips a quick kiss
before closing her eyes and drifiting off to sleep.
	The next school day was about the same as the day before but
when it time for practice came I decided to skip.  I was in no mood
for my coach because I was also having my period and I didn't think I
could deal with the cramps and my coach.
	Melanie had left school with Jack right off and knowing her
when I was just getting in the front door of her house she was
probably lying on her back with Jack inside of her.
	"...I always knew there was something wrong with him.  It
can't be right living all alone with only his daughter for all those
years," Mrs. Duncan said as I slipped in the front door.  She was in
the kitchen with a few of her friends by the sound of it.
	"I thought he was kind of handsome!" a second voice said.
	"You always think someone's handsome Margaret," a third voice
kicked in.
	"I never thought he was any good, I always figured he'd do
something like this, now what's going to happen to Sandi, eh?  She's
probably been molested or something already.  God knows she fills her
mothers roll almost completely now.  Cooking his dinner, cleaning up
after him!"
	I couldn't believe what I was hearing, Mrs. Duncan and her
bitter old friends were cutting up my father.  "He does not!" I
screamed entering the kitchen.  "How dare you talk about my father
like that you ratty-old-bag!"
	"Sandi..." Mrs. Duncan said surprised.
	"Who the hell do you think you are, my father is innocent and
when he's down all you can do is whine and whisper and spread your
damn bullshit.  Just shut up...shut up!" I said leaving the kitchen in
tears.
	I grabbed my bag and stuffed the few things that were lying
around back into it, and sped back down the stairs she was just
starting to come up them to talk to me or something.
	"Where are you going?" she demanded grabbing my shoulders.
	"Away," I shouted at her pushing her arms away from me "from
here, and your bitter old bitchy friends!"
	"Sandi!"
	"Fuck you!!!" I told her as I slammed the front door behind
me.  I went to the only place I thought I belonged, home.  It was
cold, felt lonely because he wasn't there and looked like it had been
trashed.  The police had probably searched it I figured as I started
cleaning up the kitchen.
	When I had got it cleaned I made myself some soup and sat down
to eat it before going on to the rest of the mess.  So for the rest of
the night till I went to bed I cleaned.
	I did sleep better though because I slept in his bed, and that
made me feel a little closer.  His smell was still strong on the
sheets, it felt wonderful to be back in his bed, but it also didn't
feel right because I wasn't sharing it with him.
	The next day I spent at home cleaning the house and when I
just managed to finish the door bell rang.  When I answered it it was
Melanie and her father.
	"What do yous want?"
	"To talk Sandi, look my wifes sorry for what she said and you
shouldn't be staying alone like this, we agreed with the police to
look after you so Child-Services didn't have to take care of you."
	"I can take care of myself!"
	"Sandi, just come back home with us please!"
	"No!  I'm staying here, I don't have to put up with her crap."
	"Sandi, come on you've had time to cool down, now you've got
to come home with us, or we're going to have to call Child's Services
tomorrow!"
	"Fine, go ahead, but get out of my house!"
	"Sandi!"
	"Dad I'll come home in a little bit, I'm going to talk to
Sandi alone for a little all right?"
	"Ok, just don't be too late!" Mr. Duncan said turning around
and starting to walk down the walk.  Melanie pushed me inside and shut
the door behind us.
	"What the hell do you think your doing Sandi, you weren't even
at school today!"
	"I was cleaning from the mess the police left!  I want it to
be clean for when Dad comes home!"
	"Don't you mean if?"
	"When my father comes home I want the house to be exactly the
way it was before he left!"
	"Sandi!"
	"I haven't been able to see him for two days!  I promised I'd
see him every day!"
	"Tomorrow night Dan and I are going out, do you want me to see
if he can drive out to the prison with us?"
	"Could you?"
	"Yeah!"
	"How was your date with Jack?"
	"It was good until I found out that you had left and my mother
was upset.  What did you do to her?"
	"I called her some names I suppose, and told her to fuck off!"
	"My mother has never really liked your father I'm sorry you
had to find out like that!"
	"It doesn't matter now anyway."
	"Here, you left these at my house!" Melanie said handing me
the pair of shorts that I had worn to my fathers office what seemed a
lifetime ago.
	"Thanks!" I said, taking them from her and I felt something in
them.  Then I remembered they were the photocopies I had made and
never given to him.  I took them out of the pocket and threw the
shorts aside.
	"Would you like something to eat?  I should make my father
some food for tomorrow.  He must be starving after eating that prison
food for a whole week."
	"I guess," she said following me into the kitchen where I
threw the little packet of papers onto the kitchen table before
looking through the cupboards for stuff I could take to him.  I had
started making some soup, some sandwiches and some beefjerky sticks.
	"Are these of you?" Melanie asked.  I looked up and she had
been looking at the photo copies.
	"Yeah," I said softly trying to ignore the question where I
got them.
	"Who's this guy with you?"
	"There was no one with me!"
	"No, then who's cock is this, yours?"
	"What are you talking about?" I asked moving around to where
she had them spread out.  All of them I recognized but one.  I had
never seen it, and I had certainly not posed for it.  It was a woman's
bottom, with a penis laying infront of her spread legs, and there were
hands on her ass.
	"I never posed for that!" I said then suddenly the thought of
the couple that had been in there before me had come to mind.  What if
they had played the same sort of game I had?  The posibility was too
great to imagine, if it was maybe we could find out who they were!
	"Then who is it?"
	"Freedom," I told her softly.
	"What the hell are you talking about?"
	I explained the best I could to her, but she still seemed kind
of incapable of understanding.  We ate a quick snack together.  I put
the things that needed to be refridgerated into the fridge.  I sent
Melanie home, and folded the photocopies back up and stuffed them into
my pocket.
	It took me awhile before I finally could get to sleep I was so
excited, this was a clue!  Melanie had found a clue at how to get my
father out of the mess that he was in.
	The next day at lunch Melanie found me at our table again, but
the expression she was wearing didn't match my excited one.  "What's
wrong?" I asked as she sat down across from me.
	"Dan's car is in the shop, some moron hit him yesterday, so he
can't give you a ride."
	"Is he all right?"
	"He came over last night to tell me he was going to have to
cancel our date.  It just happened to be a good night, because my
parents were out, so I sent him on his way with a big smile."
	"Do you ever stop?"
	"No, I talked my Dad out of calling Child Services.  Since I
did you a favour do you think since your Dad's not home that Jack, Dan
and I could come over and spend the night?"
	"I don't know, I'll have to call you later, I've got to find
someone to drive me out to him."
	"My Dad...."
	"NO WAY!"
	"It was just a suggestion!"
	"I'll figure something out!" I told her and waited for the
rest of the day to pass.  I had to go to practice, there was no way
out of it, it was the last practice before the tournament and I had to
be there to get weighed.
	"Were have you been?" the coach asked me as soon as I came in
the gym door.  "We've missed you!"  He wasn't talking about the rest
of the students he was just talking about his prick!
	"Family problems," I told him softly.
	"Anything I can help with?"
	"No...actually, could I talk with you for a second there might
be something...."
	"My office?"
	"I guess," I agreed hesitantly.  We went in and he kept his
proffessionalism, until he had the door shut, then he started
fondeling my breasts.
	"Do you think you could give me a ride out to the minimum
security prison?"
	"Why?"
	"My father's there!"
	"When?  What did he do?"
	"They've charged him with embezzelment, but he didn't do it!"
	"Well, I guess I could, on one condition!"
	"What?"
	"You spend the entire night at my house, in my bed, with me!"
	"No way!"
	"Come on Sandi, I want to know what it's like to wake up
beside you in the morning!  You won't have to do anything, you don't
want to do!  I promise, just lie there and sleep."
	"This is black mail!"
	"I prefer to think of it as a little bit of bribery.  You want
a ride.  I want someone to sleep beside me tonight.  No big deal, just
a little trade-off!"
	"All...right...just this once!"
	"Good its all settled then!"  My insides nearly shriveled up
at the thought of having to lie beside him naked for eight hours.
What was worse was that he'd probably want to cuddle too.
	The practice went quickly and I was anxious to see my father.
I still had the photocopies stuffed in my pocket and I was going to
show him them as soon as I got there.  The coach didn't mind taking me
back to my house to pick up the food for my father...then we were off.
	"I won't be needing you for about an hour!" I told the coach
as I got out of the van.
	"Fine, I'll come back for you in one hour, then we'll go to my
apartment!"  I didn't say anything in response I was dreading the
thought of being alone with him for a whole night!  My father greeted
me happily giving me a hug and taking in the site of the picnic basket
with a smile.
	"Where have you been?"
	"I had some problems getting a ride!"
	"Why didn't the Duncan's give...."
	"I don't want to talk about that right now Dad, I've got
something important to show you.  Here," I handed him the picnic
basket.  "Dig in, its all for you!"
	"Your going to eat with me too right?"
	"I'll have a little bit, but that's not what's important, just
sit down and I'll show you."  He sat opened the picnic basket and
poured himself a cup of soup.
	"Now what is it?"
	"I made these for you Saturday at your office," I explained
pulling out the photocopies and showing him the first few pictures of
myself spread out.
	"Sandi!"
	"But when I looked at them the other night, I also found one
that didn't belong with them.  This one!" he took in the sight
carefully eyeballing everything.
	"Who was the guy?"
	"How the hell should I know, that isn't me.  I figured maybe
it was the couple that had been in the room before me, the two that
were talking about money, remember."
	"You think this is them?"
	"Bingo!"
	"Well, I've got some news too!"
	"What?"
	"I'm getting out on bail, my lawyer arranged it, there using
the house as collateral though!"
	"When?" I asked anxiously.
	"Tomorrow morning!"
	"That's wonderful!  It's been so lonely around the house with
out you!"
	"Why are you back at the house?  Your supposed to be staying
with the Duncan's."
	"It doesn't matter your getting out of here tomorrow!  I love
you Dad!"  I couldn't help moving from my seat over to him and kissing
every single spot of his face.
	"I love you too honey!" he said trying to push me back off of
him.  "Let me eat some of this delicious food you brought me!"
Excitedly I gave his lips a small kiss and moved to the other side of
the table again.
	"Your really getting out of here?" I asked a little more
calmly as I nibbled at a sandwich.
	"Yes, but we may not be able to go to the cabin, it's out of
the range of the agreement of my bail."
	"It just means we'll have to get you off bail, and released!"
	"I won't mind if that happens but its unlikely that it will in
time Sandi!"
	"Then we'll spend the week around home, but we'll spend it
together all right?"
	"Yes, that sounds wonderful Sandi!"
	"Do you really mean that?"
	"Yes, I've had a lot of time to think, and there's only been
two things on my mind, who it could possibly be who set me up, and
that you were right I haven't spent very much time with you!  And I
want to!"
	"I do too," I told him excitedly.
	"I'm going to start driving you and picking you up at school,
and I'll try to come to your practices when I can!"
	"Really?"
	"Yes, really!  I've lost my focus Sandi, and I'm just starting
to get it back.  I should have realized that you were more important
than work...but when your mother died...it was the only thing that I
knew how to do right, and I--I just kind of receded into it, fogetting
about you.  I love you so much Sandi!"
	"It's all right..." I said softly nearly in tears from all the
emotion he was showing me "...I love you too Dad!"
	The rest of the hour went along like an emotional roller
coaster and in the end I loved him even more than I did when I had
come through the door.  "Here," he said when I was supposed to be
leaving, shoving the packet of photocopies save the one back at me.
	"You keep them, there for you anyway!"  I figured he would
have just crushed them up and thrown them in the garbage can right
beside us but he didn't he smiled at me, kissed my cheek, then put
them in his pants pocket.  I smiled at him and headed back out the
door.
	Then when I saw the coach sitting in his van waiting for me,
my smile evaporated...and I remembered what I had to pay for my hour
of pleasure with.  He smiled at me when I climbed in the van beside
him.  The ride back to his place was quiet even though he tried to
make conversation with me, when we got to his apartment, he gave me a
small tour.
	It was exactly like him, small, filthy, disgusting, and messy!
When we got to the bedroom it was nothing more than a mattress on the
floor.  I undressed and got onto the bed and unfortunately had to
watch him undress too.
	He tried to climb on top of me and I told him no, it took a
punch in his stomach before he finally listened.  A punch which
truthfully I have to admit gave me some satisfaction.  I rolled over
onto my side facing away from him, and he cuddled up against me and
then tried to push himself in, but I countered elbowing him in the
chest.
	"Why don't you want to?" he asked rolling away from me.  "Is
it because your worried about getting pregnant, don't be!  It's your
first time, nothing can happen."
	"No it's not that."
	"STD's, I've got condoms!"
	"No, I just don't want you, can't you get that through that
tiny pea-brained scull of yours."
	"Come on Sandi, your the best woman there is, you give such
good head!"
	"Fine, you want an orgasm, fine!" I snapped and moved down so
I could take his cock in my mouth.  I quickly sucked him hard and then
backing off only when he started to cum.  Then I left him to clean
himself off, while I laid back down and went to sleep.
	Eight hours later he woke me up by shaking me, telling me the
tournament would be starting soon.  When we got to the gym Melanie
greeted me at the door, with not only Jack on her arm but Dan was on
her other.
	She glanced at my coach and then looked at me asking "Are you
all right?"
	"Yeah!  I'll see you later, I've got to go change and do my
warm up."  As I was leaving Dan whispered something to her and she
laughed and then kissed them, then just to make Jack not feel bad she
kissed him too.  I couldn't help smiling as I turned to go back
towards the changing room, before I saw a man step out from the mass.
	"DAD!" I cried running to him and jumping into his arms
hugging him.
	"Hi honey!"
	"When?"
	"About an hour ago!  I went home but, where were you?"
	"I-I-I spent the night at the coaches house."
	"Why?"
	"I-I--I'll explain later ok.  I'm glad your here!"
	"I am too, when do you start?"
	"The first event is in about half-an-hour, but I've got to
warm up first."
	"Is this going to take long?"
	"We'll be out of here as fast as I can finish!  Then I'm going
to take you home and make you the best dinner you've ever had!"
	"Sandi, you don't worry about it!"
	"Then we're going to crawl into bed with each other and make
up for lost time!"
	"Sandi!"
	"Right after we take a shower again!  God I've missed you so
much!"
	"Sandi we're going to have to talk after you finish here."
	"Yeah, we do," I said softly knowing that I was going to tell
my father about my coach, no matter how hard it was!
	"You better go get dressed and get going!"
	"I know, its just so good to have you back again!"
	"And it's good to be back Sandi, but right now you've got
other things to attend to!"
	"Ok, I'm going!  But don't disappear on me!"
	"I won't I promise!"
	I felt wonderful knowing that he was there watching me,
wanted to make him so proud of me I pushed myself harder than  had
ever done before, going through all my routines, nearly without
incident, only once did I slightly falter, and I only lost one point
for it, but it was enough to cost me first and put me in second.
	I got my medalion and went to my father who was waiting or me
at the front row of the stands grinning.  "You were great!"
	"Not good enough though!"
	"Sure you were they didn't know what they were judging!"
	"They were right I screwed up on my flip!"
	"Well, it doesn't matter now!"
	"Congradulations Sandi!" Melanie cried coming towards us and
hugging me with Dan and Jack only a few feet behind her. They didn't
come any closer as Melanie told my Dad.  "It's nice to see they
finally got smart and let you out Mr Davis!"
	"Well, I'm afraid they haven't quite done that yet Melanie.
Are those your two boyfriends lurking over there?"  She motioned them
to come forward and he held out his hand greeting them with "So your
Dan and Jack!  I've heard a lot about you."
	"Don't worry, I'm not her father," he said noticing the
discomfort on their faces.  "I'm Sandi's!"  He said it almost like a
warning for them.  He squeezed my shoulders and said "well I suppose
we should be going.  I've got to take this fine gymnast here to
dinner!"
	"I'll see you later Sandi!" Melanie said as we parted at Dad's
car.
	"Yes," I replied excitedly before climbing in the car beside
him.
	"The first thing I want to do is having a nice long soak in
the tub with you...."
	"Sandi be quiet!" he insisted sternly.  I was surprised by his
roughness at me, so out of mostly shock I stayed uiet.
	I expected him to take me to a nice soft cozy, half-way
romantic restaurant, but he took me to McDonalds, and after we get our
food.  He guides us, not to the open area where theres'll all kinds of
room for us to sit and talk in private, he leads us right into the
middle of a kids party.
	"Eat," he commanded, and I looked at my food half way
repulsed.  "I'm sorry Sandi, please...look let me explain.  My lawyer
said today when he was posting the bail that I might be put under
survelance until my court date, and they've probably already got the
house and car bugged, so we can't talk that much.  You've got to stop
all the come-on lines, all the sexual undertones."
	"But!"
	"No buts, there is also no way about showers or sleeping
together anymore."
	"Dad!"
	"Sandi, please listen to what I'm saying, your nearly
fourteen-years-old.  Your a minor, your also my daughter, if they get
evidence that I'm in anyway abusing, molesting or anything with you on
top of anything else I'll lose the only real thing important to me
Sandi.  They'll take you away from me, so do you see how important it
is for you to cut your little game out.
	"So for the next little while you've got to completely stay
off the topic of sex, love, and love making...understood?"
	"Dad!"
	"Understood?"
	"Yes!"
	"They've also frozen my assests Sandi, but the lawyer has
worked it out so that we do have some money to spend on essentials, so
we can't be too frivousless till this entire thing is over."
	"Dad...I-I--"
	"What is it Sandi?"
	"I've got something to tell you.  Your not going to like it!"
	"Sandi, you can tell me...well right now you can, anything,
what is it honey?"
	"I don't want to add anymore problems to the table...."
	"Sandi!"
	"Dad...I...the....my coach"
	"What about him?"
	"He's been making me do things after practice."
	"What kind of things?"
	"Things I only want to do with you!"
	"What did he do?" he asked staring blankly at me, and I told
him, about every encounter over the entire two week period.
	He was pale faced when I finished, his eyes were dull and
filled with, fear?  "Are you all right?  God, why didn't you tell me
before Sandi?"
	"I wanted to win for you today, I figured...."
	"This is why you wanted to quit?"
	"Yeah," I said looking down at my hands.
	"Can you remember where he lives?" his voice wasn't weak like
it had been, then for the first time I realized he was angry, not just
upset like he was with me when I did something wrong, but actually
seething-pissed-off-angry.
	"Yes!" I said softly.
	"Good, let's go, I'm going to have a little talk with that son
of a bitch!" when he had said it his voice had lifted in volume and
half a dozen people turned and looked at us for a few minutes.
	"Dad, your not going to do something you're going to regret."
	"I'm going to tell the bastard he can't get away with it!"
	"Dad, come on, don't, your out on bail, don't risk it, not for
him!"
	"Sandi!"
	"Dad, we're finally together again, don't blow it by doing
this!"
	"Your right," he said softly.  We went anyway!  When he shut
the ignition off I figured I'd make a last ditch effort to stop him.
He ignored it and asked "Did he...did he...make you...go...all the
way?"
	"Are you asking if he...put...inside...."
	"Yes."
	"No, I saved it..." I said biting my lip, before he reached
over me and opened the glove compartment and grabbed something that I
couldn't see.  I didn't want him to get in to trouble on account of
me, and I knew he was probably going to get into it too, especially
when I knew that he had done some boxing in college boxing that he
still practiced.  That fact alone made me feel even more uneasy, and
esculated my fears.
	He took me up to the apartment and before he knocked he looked
up and down the hall.  When the door was opened my father
sucker-punched my coach knocking him back into the apartment.  Then he
ushered me in (my father) and closed the door behind us.
	The first time I had been in the apartment, it was dark and I
was scared, now at my father's side it didn't seem so bad, true it was
still quite disgusting and filty, but I felt safer.
	My coach had scuttled back and got back to his feet and
started what looked like some martial defense and asked "What the hell
do you want?" staring my father down.
	"What the hell do you think I want?  You've been raping my
little girl you piece of shit!"
	"She wanted it, she came to me...."
	"LIAR," I screamed at him, he glanced at me for a second
before turning back to my Dad.
	"Now first of all your going to beg for her forgiveness and
then your going to tell her how sorry you are, you worthless piece of
scum!"
	"She want...."
	"Don't even bother to lie," my father said moving closer, my
coach kicked and buckled my father's leg, dropping him to his knees.
	"Dad!" I cried but before I even got finished he had lashed
out at my coach.  If it had of been a few more inches to the right he
would have been singing saprano for the rest of his life.
	"Go on you lousy son of a bitch!" my father told him standing
up and punching him in the stomach again.  Then he grabbed him by the
back of his collar and threw him at my feet.  He looked up at me with
betrayl in his eyes and I spit on him, before turning and walking out
of the apartment.
	"If you ever...and I mean ever touch her again and I'll be
back and kill you, understood?"
	My coach groaned and a second later my Dad was closing the
door to the apartment.  "Come on," he said pushing me towards the
elevator "let's go!"
	"Did you really have to do that?  Dad, your in enough trouble
already!"
	"Sandi..." he started to say before the elevator door opened
and a couple stepped out laughing.  We entered the empty elevator and
after the doors had slid shut he added "it was.  Now at least you
don't have to give up what you want because of that asshole..." before
I silenced him with a kiss.
	"What was that for?"
	"Thank you!" I said taking his hand in my own and giving it an
affectionate squeeeze.
	He smiled warmly at me and leaned over and kissed my forehead
while whispering "Your welcome!" and returning the sqeeze.  We walked
to the car holding hands and after he opened the door for me with the
had he'd been holding mine with he helped me in and tossed something
into my lap.
	"Put that in the glove box will ya!"  I picked it up and
looked at it, it was the cheap man's brass knuckles, a role of
quarters.  He had hid it in his punching hand the whole time, at least
it wasn't his actual brass knuckles he kept hid in the basement with
the rest of his boxing gear.
	When he sat down in the seat next to me he was flexing his
punching hands' fingers.  "Are you all right," I asked taking his hand
in mine and kissing his open up faced palm.
	"I'm fine," he gruffed pulling his hand back and starting the
car.  I put the roll of coins into the glove compartment and did up my
seat belt (something my father always insisted I do) and we were off
back home.
	When we got there I noticed that my father was actually
limping.  "He did hurt you," I complained slipping under his weak
leg's arm to help support him.  "Put your weight on me!"  He was
reluctant at first and heavy but eventually I got him in.  I helped
him into the living room where I eased him down into the couch. 
	"Wait here, I'll go get a bandaid!" I told him shutting the
curtains to keep the evening sun out of our faces.  It took me a few
seconds to find one of our long stretchy band-aids, but when I did I
knelt on the floor infront of him and undid his pants.
	He watched me cautiously, but I wasn't paying attention to
what was between his legs (not too much anyway) I was more concerned
about his leg.  "Your going to have a nasty bruise," I told him
standing up.  "I'll get you some ice!"
	I couldn't find any ice, but I did find a frozen package of
peas which I set on his leg with a gasp as a response.  I was facing
his injured leg and still between his legs.  I held a hand on the bag
to keep it from sliding off and leaned my head on him tiredly, resting
it right on his crotch.
	I could feel his penis against my cheek stiffen slightly, but
I didn't do anything else to make him feel any bit threatened so he
didn't say anything, except for the occasional grunt when I moved my
head.
	"Did you think of anything that will help about the photocopy
of that couple?"
	"No, I still have no idea who they could be!"
	"Well, we're going to have to find out and fast!"
	"I know...Ow...becareful that hurts!"
	"I'm sorry," I said checking on what I was doing before
turning back to him.  "Is that better?"
	"Yes, much!"
	"What about our vacation?"
	"Well, it will just have to wait Sandi!"
	"I know," I said softly before kissing the inside of his leg.
"But we are going to take it right?"
	"Yes, as soon as this is all done honey," he said running his
fingers through my hair.  I kissed him again, only a little higher up.
"Sandi, no!" he hissed.
	"Ok," I replied in a whisper before giving his testicles a
quick kiss through his underwear and jumping up to my feet.  Then I
leaned over him putting a knee on his other side, so that I was
straddling his leg I ground my pussy against his leg as I softly and
gently gave his lips a little kiss.  "Good night Dad!"
	"Good night honey," he said after giving me a soft little
glare.
	I went upstairs, undressed, and climbed into my own small cold
bed, when I really wanted to be sharing a big bed with him.  His first
night back, after a week apart and we had to sleep apart.
	When he came up he came into my room and kissed my forehead
saying "Good night" and without really saying anything he went into
his own room and closed the door.  When I had heard it I really
started feeling bad, I couldn't help it the last week that I had gone
to bed whether it was alone, with Melanie or even...with my coach I
had thought of him beside me--and only him!
	Morning took its sweet time coming and had to be one of the
longest nights I had ever had.  When morning came around I went into
his room before his alarm clock went off and still dressed in nothing
climbed up his body straddling it.  
	I was careful when I did it so that I wouldn't wake him.  Then
all together I put my weight on him as I kissed his lips.  His hands
shot up and his eyes flickered open quickly, while I held the kiss.
He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me tight against him
returning my kiss.  I slipped my tongue into his mouth for a second
playing with his before I was forced to break the kiss by gasping for
air.
	Then as if he just figured out it was me he pushed me away
demanding "What do you think your doing?"
	"Waking you up," I told him just as his alarm clock started
playing a song with the lyrics of "...kiss her you fool!"  I certainly
wouldn't have minded another one of those erotic kisses either.
	"Well, don't do it again!" he said grinning.  It confused me,
his tone was rough but his eyes were playful so I leaned over to kiss
him again, but he pushed me back.  "Sandi don't you dare that waters
cold!"
	I looked at him even more confused, there wasn't any water in
the room.  I couldn't help wondering if he was old enough to go
senile.  "Get me a towel!" he told me.  I sat there looking down at
him, just looking at him.  I didn't know what to do, what to say.
	He smiled at me and sat up in his bed, pulling me along with
him on his legs.  "You should go get ready for breakfast, I'll be down
in a minute, ok honey?"
	"Ok, Dad!" I replied softly backing off of the bed, as I left
his room for mine I could feel his eyes on me, specifically on my
ass--I hoped.  I felt better than I had for nearly the whole previous
week, because we had shared a passionate kiss, which was not one
sided!
	I knew slowly and surely I was drawing him into what I wanted,
drawing his attention so he wanted it too...and it was working.
	The rest of the day went by pretty uneventfully, and the night
was just as lonely as it had been as the previous night.  On Monday
morning I woke him the same way I had woken him the day before and
just before the alarm went off.  Only this time he kept his arms
around my waist until we had kissed a second time.
	He stayed home because his work didn't want him there while
his innocents was still being debated and I went to school and
practice, where Dad always came and watched me.  The coach had
especially noticed his presence, and the entire week went on like
that.  Our morning kisses quickly became the highlight of my day, by
Friday his tongue was just starting to touch my lips.
	I guess I should say here before I get any further that Monday
at practice Dad explained that he had talked so funny because if they
had bugged our house.  I told him that I understood and we didn't say
anything more about it.
	Friday, Melanie invited me to go with her and her two
boyfriends out to a movie that evening but I told her I had some
laundry to do.
	I didn't tell her, or anybody about the fantasies that I
dreamed up during the day about my father making love to me for the
first time.  But when I got home and she was still there she told me
that the boy's whole family we're going camping for the weekend so
they had to break there date.
	"So, I guess I'm all yours," she told me grinning as she
stirred the spaggetti.
	"That sounds like a wonderful way to spend the evening."
	"Who's talking about the evening?  I'm talking about the
weekend!"
	"The whole weekend?" I asked thinking about all the morning
kisses I'd miss from Bob.
	"Don't you want to spend a whole weekend with me?"
	"Of course I would," I whispered back.
	"Then what's the problem?"
	"There is no problem, but why don't we get my Dad to take us
camping this weekend, we'll make a whole big thing of it!"
	"You mean bring your father along?"
	"Why not?"
	"Will he be in the tent with us?"
	"Probably some of the time, but not most of it!"
	"I...don't know.  I don't think my Mom would let me."
	"Then ask your Dad, think about it, we can be together out
under the stars in the trees."
	"Uh...I don't know Sandi!"
	"Fine, if you'd rather go home and spend your weekend all
alone, that's fine with me!"
	"All right, ok, we'll go camping!" she sighed.
	"Good," I said as she turned around and faced me.  I kissed
her--not as good as what Bob and I had been doing--then I put a hand
on one of her breasts and started rubbing it in circles.
	"Come here," I whispered after shutting off the stove.
	"Now," she asked as I instructed her to sit on a corner of the
counter (where it intersected with another one to make an "L").
	"Yes," I whispered kissing her lips again and undoing the
first button to her blouse.  "Now!"  Then after we had gotten each
other's tops off, I closed the blinds just so no one outside could
see.
	We didn't even bother to take our tops off just push our bra's
down so we could get at each others breasts.  Then I undid her pants
and with her help took them off.
	She spread her legs apart up on the counter so each one went
off with a direction of the counter as I started kissing and fingering
her beautiful pussy.  The whole time I was looking at her genitals I
was thinking that she had actually had a man...two men inside of her.
	After she came we switched positions and she got between my
legs licking at my lonely pussy.  I closed my eyes and leaned my head
back against the cupboards just enjoying the sensations.  Then for
some reason after a few moments I opened my eyes just in time to watch
Bob come into the kitchen.
	He was surprised at first, but when I started running my
fingers through Melanie's hair he smiled at me.  I couldn't believe
it, then what he did next took me even more by surprise-he leaned up
against the wall and just stood there watching.  And I loved it,
absolutely totally fucking loved him watching.  I prompted Melanie on,
not taking my eyes off of him.
	I started fingering my nipples to tease him a little more and
his smile turned into more of a grin as Melanie worked on unaware of
his presence.
	I blew a few kisses to him and he seemed to get even happier,
and even though he was leaning up against the wall the bulge in his
pants became more and more aparent to me.  I sat there and closed my
eyes taking in every thing I was feeling at once, it was all so
overwhelming, and the fact that my father was watching Melanie
actually bring me to an orgasm blew me away.
	I would have prefered his tongue and even the idea of it being
his tongue slipping around my wet vagina drove me into a wonderful
state of bliss, that felt like a star exploding into billions of
shattered burning fragments.
	When I opened my eyes Melanie was kissing her way back up my
body.  With my hands behind her back, I motioned my
still-grinning-father out of the room.  I kissed her lips and then
whispered "Go up stairs, and slip into bed, I'll be up in a second!"
	"No camping?"
	"No camping," I told her and she smiled and kissed me again
and then went up to my bedroom as quickly as she could.  I waited a
few seconds before I got down off of the counter, and just as I got my
feet on the floor Bob came in from the other entrance into the
kitchen.
	"Will Melanie be staying over tonight," he asked still
grinning as I moved so I was infront of him.
	"Yes for the weekend though!" I told him slipping my arms
around him and hugging him.  "But I could send her home if you want me
to do something else," I said rubbing my stomach against his
well-hardened crotch.
	"No, that's all right!"
	"You realize this was the weekend we were going to go to the
cabin!"
	"I know honey," he said softly.
	"We were going to spend some quality time together for a
change!"
	"I know Sandi, but we just can't now can we."
	"No, I guess not," I said sadly.
	"Don't look so glum," he said cupping my chin with his
electric hand.  "We've still got all week together, we'll find
something to do.  I promise!" 
	Then he did something amazing, he leaned down and pressed his
lips against mine and kissed me, the same devastatingly erotic kiss
that we had in the bedroom every morning, but this was the first time
outside of it, and the first time he had ever initiated the kiss.
	I couldn't help wondering if he felt me melting into his arms,
or pressing myself as tight as I could against him.  I wanted to be
even closer to him, I wanted him inside of me, filling me up with his
manhood.
	But when I reached for his zipper he took hold of my wrists
and shook his head giving me a quick kiss on my forehead, then he
tried moving away, but I took his hand in mine and gave him a tug
back.
	He came to me, but reluctantly, I stood on my tiptoes and
whispered in his ear "Come on, I want you to watch us some more!"
	While I had done it I had undone the first few buttons on his
shirt so when I came back to standing normally infront of him I kissed
his bare-hairy-chest.  Then still holding onto his hand I dragged him
up the stairs behind me.
	"Now give me one minute so I can divert her attention before
you start watching, ok?" I whispered and he nodded.  Then I gave him a
quick passionate kiss and went into my bedroom.  I found Melanie lying
under the covers smiling seductively up at me.
	"Aren't you going to close the door?" she asked looking at me.
	"No, why?"
	"What about your father what if he...."
	"What about him, if he wants to watch who cares..." I said
trying to hide my excitement.
	"But won't he be angry we're...playing?"
	"No, he would never do that...he might watch with a grin,
but...."
	"Ok," she said softly throwing the covers back.  "Now why
don't you come here and give me something sweet?"  I was surprised at
how willing she was to accept the open door.  I gave her what she
asked, I backed onto her face, presenting her with my up-faced pussy,
as I settled into her own spread legs.
	Melanie got fully into it, but between the kisses and licks I
gave her I looked out the doorway to see if he was watching, when he
did appear I motioned him closer.  He looked warily at Melanie, and
shook his head.  I kissed her and motioned him again, hesitantly he
took one step and the slowly another until he was in a good position
to see Melanie's pussy and my kisses.
	He moved a little closer to us, even though he was under two
feet away.  When he was close enough, I reached out for him and pulled
his head a little closer and gave him a small kiss.  I loved it!  I
had Melanie between my legs and Bob kissing me.  The only way I could
have been any happier is if it was him between my legs.  I kissed her
again and looked up at his smiling face, struck with an idea.
	"Give her a kiss," I whispered in his ear.  He was reluctant,
and I kissed her again sliding my tongue into her vagina, as if to
show him how to do it.  He inched forward a little more and gave her
clitoris a small quick kiss.  She quivered beneath me, and I held her
pussy lips apart with my fingers and edged him on again.  His kisses
were quick at first but the more and more he got into it, the longer
and more erotic they became.
	It was wonderful, he was kissing a pussy right infront of me
and it was driving me mad with desire to know what those lips would
feel like on my own pussy.  I could tell that Melanie was coming
pretty close to orgasm too, and I wasn't very far behind her either.
	The fact that I was able to watch him do all the work and just
enjoy myself pushed me on even further, and after he had kissed her
another half a dozen times we were both writhing in orgasm.  He pulled
away just in time, because she brought her legs up and squeezed my
head between them, smothering my face in her pussy.
	After that my world was dark for a few minutes until Melanie
had calmed down enough to release me from her thighs.  When she did
Bob was gone, and I turned around and climbed up her body and kissed
her lips.
	She held me tight for a few minutes, kissing each other before
my curiosity of what my father had thought over took me and I had to
excuse myself to go to the bathroom.
	"Do you think he saw us?" she asked me excitedly, I think she
was turned on by the idea of someone watching us.
	"I'm sure he did," I told her giving her one last kiss and
rubbing her cunt with my hand.  The best part was that she'd never
know how sure I was!  
	"We should probably finish cooking dinner too."
	"I suppose, you go down and start with out me, I won't be too
long!"  But I hoped I would.  I hoped that maybe Bob would want to
make love to me after all the excitement I had given him. 	When I
went out of my bedroom I found the door to his room shut, and since I
didn't want Melanie seeing me go in I shut the room to my door, hoping
that maybe she'd think that I was trying to value her privacy, but
somehow, by the way she'd asked if he'd seen us, I doubted that she
really cared.
	When I opened his door he was lying on his bed with his pants
off wildly pumping his cock.  I couldn't believe it, it was so hard,
and so big.  I hadn't really ever seen it in the light before but
man....  He never saw me until I closed the door, and when he did he
stopped what he was doing.
	"Did you enjoy that," I asked him in a whisper--I really
didn't need an answer the only one I needed was the big smile on his
face--as I laid down beside him.  Quietly I unbottoned the rest of his
shirt and spread it open stroking and kissing his chest.  "Now, let me
make you feel good!"
	"Sandi!" he warned me in a whisper.
	"You haven't done this, since you went in to that prison have
you?" I asked giving his cock a little pump and kissing his side.
	"No," he whispered shaking his head.
	"Can I help?" I said moving so I was sitting down on my
haunches between his legs.
	"Sandi!"
	"I love you Dad," I told him as I started fondeling his
testicles and pumping his penis.  I leaned down a few times to kiss
the head of his penis, if I had done more than that I was sure that he
wouldn't let me finish so I was careful not to touch him too much with
my mouth even though I would have loved to take him in it.
	The feel of him under my fingers was wonderful, soft, and
hard, just wonderfully mixed, it was absolutely heavenly...and the
best part was I was going to see him cum.  It was awesome, and it was
nothing like what it was like with the coach, the only thing that was
the same was the way his testicles kind of withdrew just before he
started spurting his white seed.
	It had to be one of the most beautiful things that I had ever
seen, it was like a geyser he shot at his stomach first while I
continued pumping I aimed him so that he hit my chest and breasts with
it he even managed to get it all the way up onto my chin.
	Where ever it landed it burned my insides knowing that it came
from him, it was clean, and so wonderful.  When he looked up at me I
smiled at him and whispered "I love you Dad" as I licked at my chin
and started rubbing his warm liquid into my flesh.
	When I'd finished rubbing, I leaned over and started to clean
up the little that was left on him with sucking kisses and little laps
with my tongue.  He was delicious!  Absolutely heavenly!
	I moved up and kissed his lips when I got it all in my mouth.
"Do you still love me?" I whispered to him kissing just below his ear.
	"Of course I do!" he said and kissed my hair.
	"I like doing things like that for you!" I told him still in
the same soft sexy whisper.  "I want to do things like that for you
Bob, all the time!"
	"Sandi!"
	"Shhhh...." I told him covering his lips with my forefinger
before I kissed them.  "Just let me enjoy this moment, you came for me
for the first time!  I hope the first of many!  God I love you so
much!"
	He looked like he wanted to say something but he held it back,
but I'd probably hear about it later.  "I love you too honey," he
whispered and kissed my forehead.
	After a few precious moments of lying there on top of him with
a little film of sweat between us, I lifted my head from his chest and
kissed him before whispering "I guess I should be getting down stairs
or Melanie's going to be wondering where I...we are!  Unless you think
I should tell her to go home?"
	"No, you better go down to her," he said huskily.  I loved it!
	"All right," I said softly and kissed him again "I love you!"
	He patted my ass before I got up and left him lying on his
bed.  It sunk in a few minutes later when I was down stairs making
dinner with Melanie, I had actually brought him to an orgasm--and he'd
come for me too!  Such a wonderful taste too, oh god, I felt like my
chest was going to explode from the amount of feelings just thinking
about him gave me.  And they were warm, they warmed me up so fully.  I
was sure I was glowing like a 100 watt light bulb.
	Even the spot where he'd smacked my bottom felt like it was on
fire.  Melanie smiled at me and kissed me, just as he came into the
kitchen dressed.
	"Hi girls," he said chuckling.  Just to show she wasn't
intimidated by him, Melanie kissed me again, cupping one of my breasts
and then smiled at him.  I couldn't believe she'd done it.
	When we'd parted he came between us and wrapped his arms
around our waists and hugged us as he asked "What's for dinner?"
  	"Carrots...Corn...Green Beans...." Melanie said pointing at
the pots on the stove.
	"...and there's roast beef in the oven!"
	"You two certainly have been busy!" then he gave me a sly
knowing smile, which I would have loved to wipe off of his face with a
kiss.
	"Yes, we have!" Melanie responded grinning at me.
	"Dad?"
	"What is it Sandi?"
	"Would you take us camping?"
	"What...I thought we decided against it!"
	"I want to go, what do you say Dad?"  He looked down at me
almost questioningly.  "Pleeeaaassseee!!!"
	"You've got to talk to Mel's parents first, and see what they
say, and we'll have to get that tent down from out in the garage."
	"We can get it!" Melanie said softly.
	"Well I better help anyway, and we're going to need sleeping
bags, we've got two...."
	"Three...Mom's too Dad!"
	"Yeah...I suppose there is three!  The only other question is
where will we go, we can't go...too far!"
	"We'll just go to the city camp ground!" I said excitedly.
	"All right that takes care of that, now all you've got to do
is talk to your parents Melanie and we'll leave first thing tomorrow
morning!"
	"Why can't we go this evening?" I asked.
	"Because I said tomorrow morning Sandi!"
	"All right," I said softly.
	"Dinner'll be ready in a few minutes," Melanie said looking at
the vegetables.
	"Melanie, why don't you go talk to your parents now, you might
want to use my phone upstairs!"
	"Ok," Melanie said softly.  Bob gave us both another squeeze
before dropping his arms and Melanie left the kitchen.  I waited until
she was gone before I kissed him.
	"You look so sexy, when your trying to be deceitful," I
whispered in his ear.
	"Why do you want to go camping?" he asked me with that same
warning tone in his voice.
	"Just because!" I told him and gave him another quick kiss
after looking towards the stairs to see if Melanie was coming.
	"That's not a very good answer Sandi!"
	"Well for one reason, it gets us away from this infested
house!" I told him out loud hoping that he'd get my point of the
listening devices rather than anything else.
	He looked at me for a second not sure about what I was talking
about then slowly I could see enlightenment dawn on his face and he
simply said "Oh!"
	Melanie came down and admitted that her parents had agreed,
but somewhat reluctantly.  Then we sat down and ate, I sat across from
Bob wondering when my feelings for him actually started to change.  I
couldn't see him anymore as Bob-my-father (well not that much anyway)
but as Bob-a-handsome-sexy-funny-desirable-man.  	I sat there
watching him eat more than I ate my own food, I watched hungrily as he
put the food over his sexy-delicious lips.  Even the way he smiled or
laughed at some silly crack that Melanie made seemed to excite me.
	Every now and again he'd look over to me and smile, it was
funny how good he was keeping what we had done hidden.  But by the end
of dinner all I could think about was how much I desired him...nothing
else really mattered other than him holding me in his arms, kissing
me, loving me and making love to me!  Ever cell of my being ached for
his touch.
	I only hoped that I was hiding my feelings for him as well as
he was towards me from Melanie...and every one else that saw us.
	"Mr. Davis?" Melanie asked just as we were finish our pudding
desert.
	"Yes, Melanie!"
	"I was wondering something...."
	"What were you wondering?"
	"I was wondering if you've ever seen women...making love to
each other."  I couldn't believe she had asked him that, and the way
his smile dropped for a second told me that he hadn't expected it
either, not from Melanie anyway, from me sure but Melanie....
	"Well, uh, Melanie why do you ask?"
	"I was just wondering, you know what Sandi and I are, and your
comfortable about it...."
	"You mean lovers!" he said softly the sparkle in his eye
flaring up a little more.
	"Yes, why are you so calm about that most parents if they
heard their son or daughter were having a homosexual relationship
they'd go off the handle but you...you don't!"
	"Well, I suppose I'm a little more liberal minded than the
rest...."
	"But why?"
	"I don't know, I just am I guess!"
	"Would you like to watch Sandi and I...make love?"  My god she
was full of questions that I'd never expected her to ask my father.
	"Melanie!" I scolded her as he took on a surprised look.
	"You want me to watch?" he asked her softly.  She didn't turn
away from his gaze, didn't say a word only nodded.  I couldn't believe
it, I didn't know which way was up or down anymore.
	Then his face took on a hard line, his muscles tensed and he
said "No, that wouldn't be very proper of me!  You two just enjoy
yourselves, you better leave me out of it."
	"Honest, we don't mind, do we Sandi!" she said looking at me,
then I realized that she was actually flirting with him.
	"Yes we do," I told her straight out and evenly, while glaring
her down.  Then when she turned back around to him I smiled at him so
he knew that it wasn't him I didn't want there.  	"Well I don't
mind, and if you want to your welcome anytime," she said then finished
with patting his arm.  I wanted him there too but not under her
request.  The three of us got up and cleaned the dishes and the
kitchen up.
	When we were finished Melanie suggested that we watched some
TV, we sat together in the same chair, while Bob sat on the couch all
alone.  I felt so sorry for him when we were sitting not ten feet away
from him kissing and fondling each other.  Melanie's hand was right up
my skirt and I was rubbing her through her jeans.
	He tried to ignore us but what could he do after Melanie had
taken off my T-shirt and I had undone her blouse so her breasts were
hanging out.  He did the only thing he could, he got up and left us on
our own.
	We both missed his presence but we cuddled each other out of
the loss, or at least Melanie tried to...I still missed him.  "Let's
go up to bed," Melanie suggested pulling me up from the chair.
	"Sandi, could you come in here for a minute," Bob called when
he heard our footsteps on the stairs.
	"Coming!" I replied pushing Melanie into my bedroom with a
giggle.
	"Tell him you'll be there later," Melanie pleaded tugging on
my arm.
	"No, I've got to go see what he wants!  Maybe it will be
something good!"
	"All right," she said with a giggle, "but hurry back!"
	"I will," I said and thought to myself "if my man doesn't want
to do something better!"
	When I entered his room, he was sitting on the bed with a
duffel bag that I had never seen before.  "What is it Dad?" I asked
ignoring the fact that I was half naked.  He gave me a quick look over
to see how much clothing I was actually wearing and then tried to
ignore it.
	"This was your mothers..." he said holding out the bag to me
"I think she would have wanted you to have it."
	"What is it," I asked opening the bag and finding all sorts of
what looked like sex-toys, dildos, and an assortment of all kinds of
different oils and lotions.  "What's it for?"
	"For you and Melanie, it was what your mother called her
woman's bag.  I don't know if any of them are motorized," he said
softly, "but if you want one that is I'll get you one."
	"I don't want these fake things," I whispered to him rubbing
his crotch.  "I want the real thing to be my first one!"
	"Sandi!" he said in that same warning voice before he eased
up.  "Well, maybe Melanie would enjoy you using them on her."
	"Probably," I sighed.
	"Don't you want her to be here?"
	"I'd rather be alone with you!" I told him softly kissing his
stubbled neck.  I liked the feel of his whiskers on my skin, it always
tickled me.
	"Sandi!"
	"Dad?  Would you do something for me," I asked fingering the
small hairs on his face.
	"Depends," he said softly looking at me.
	"Grow a beard!"
	"What?"
	"Let your whiskers grow."
	"Your not serious?"
	"Yes I am.  I think I'd like the feel of it," I said gazing
into his eyes.  "Please!"
	"All right, I'll let it grow until the court date, then I'm
shaving it off!"
	"Ok," I said softly kissing his chin.  "Would you like to
watch us again?" I whispered to him.
	"No, I better not."
	"You liked it though didn't you?"
	"Yeah, I suppose I did Sandi!"
	"Then go get the video camera and tripod, I don't think
Melanie would mind a glass eye watching, and then we can watch it
later together!"
	"You two are the biggest voyeurists I've ever seen," he said
laughing.
	"Well?"
	"Ok, I'll go get it for you if you want it!"
	"Good," I said kissing his lips.  "I'll wait for you here!"
It only took him a couple of minutes but by the time he came back I
had stripped off the rest of my clothes.  "Here you...go!" 	"Thank
you," I smiled and moved close to him so I could kiss him again but he
wouldn't let me get close enough to him.  I took the camera on its
stand from him and with the bag looped in my other arm, I carried my
full load back to my bedroom.
	"What's all this?" Melanie asked grinning at me.
	"Presents!" I said smiling as I closed the door, and aimed the
camera at the bed.  "Here will you plug this in!" I asked throwing her
the cord to the camera.
	"Sure.  What's it for?"
	"What do you think?" I said getting on to the bed on my knees
with the bag.  I opened the bag and a second later Melanie was on the
bed with me peering into the bag.
	"Where did this stuff come from?"
	"This is what my Dad wanted me for, to give me this bag of my
mothers stuff, he thought I would be able to put it to some good use."
	She pulled out a dildo and smiled at me.  "I think we can!"  	
	"You can't use it on me!" I told her sharply and she lost some
of her smile.
	"Why not?"
	"Because I want a flesh and blood one to be inside of me first
before I get a rubber or latex one."
	"Ok, I guess I can understand that, but your going to miss out
on a lot of fun!"
	"I suppose!"
	"Come on, here take this one," she said handing me one of the
fake phallus'.  "Get to work!"  She turned around and quickly spread
herself out so her pussy was looking up at me.  She laughed at me, I
suppose I probably did look pretty funny, because I wasn't exactly
sure what the hell I was supposed to do.  "Come on big boy, come fuck
me!"
	I was kind of surprised and wasn't exactly sure what the hell
I was supposed to do.  I walked over to her on my knees and laid down
between her legs and started tonguing her clitoris running the dildo
back and forth over her entire clit until she was nice and wet and
ready for it.  Then slowly I gently eased the dildo into her.  It was
kind of amazing how her vagina just kind of accepted it.
	"That feels wonderful!" Melanie moaned after I had managed to
get the thing in as far as I could.  There was only about half an inch
which I had to grip, and the rest of the seven inches was deep inside
of her.  I spun it around inside her while kissing her clitoris and
lapping at her vulva.
	I withdrew it enough so I could get my fist around it and
started moving it in and out of her as fast as I could, and quickly
with more tongue work on her clit brought her to a backarching-orgasm.
	When she came down from it, she smiled and held her arms out
to me.  I moved up to her leaving the dildo inside of her and slipped
into her arms kissing her lips.  "That was absolutely heavenly," she
said in a whiskey voice.
	"Good," I told her returning her kiss.  "I'm glad you liked
it!"
	"Now what would you like if you don't want a dildo?"
	"Nothing right now, I would just like to go to sleep, I'm
tired and it's been a long day!"
	"He hasn't been making you do that stuff again has he?"
	"Who?"
	"Your coach?"
	"No, he hasn't touched me since my Dad went and talked to him,
and I don't think he will again, not when my Dad's coming to
practices!  I think he's kind of scared of my father!"
	"Good, at least that will keep him away from you."
	"You were right I should have just told my Dad in the first
place!"
	"I told you!"
	"Yes, you did, and you were right ok!"
	"Good, I'm glad you realize it!  Next time maybe you'll listen
to me in the first place and you won't have to go through...."
	"I don't want to talk about him anymore, please, Mel!"
	"All right!"
	"Let's just cuddle and go to sleep!"
	"That's fine with me!"
	"Could you unplug the camera first," I asked her stroking her
cheek.
	"Of course!"
	We cuddled for a little bit before we fell asleep in each
others arms.  In the morning we were still huddled up together when we
were woken by my Dad coming through my bedroom door with a tray
calling "Wake up girls, breakfast time!"
	"What's this?" I asked groggily as I scrambled to sit up.
	"Breakfast!"
	"Don't you think you could have waited for us to come down." 
	"No, as soon as you two finish you've got to pack a bag and we
got to pack the rest of the stuff into the car, if we're going
camping!"
	"All right, thank you," I said and settled for kissing his
cheek, the first time I had to settle for something so pitiful of a
kiss since that first morning I woke him up.  I knew by the way he
looked at me that he knew that I missed it.
	He put the tray between the small space that we had made
between us.  It had a bowl of cut up fruit, some eggs, some bacon,
some fried potatoes, two glasses of juice, and some toast.  "Well, go
on eat up!"  I took a piece of fruit and Melanie picked up a slice of
toast.  I had to admit it was good, and I smiled at him to show it.
	"Have you ate," I asked him concerned, that he probably hadn't
eaten anything himself.
	"I had some while I cooked!"
	"Well here," I said getting a forkful of eggs "eat some more!"
and feeding it to him.
	For the little while the three of us sat there eating
breakfast together, Melanie eating for herself and me feeding him and
myself.  I loved the feeling it gave me feeding him, especially when
he was finishing up his fruit he took my fingers in his mouth
consecutively sucking on them.
	When the three of us had cleaned the tray of its food Bob took
the tray and left with it down stairs while we got dressed.  Near the
stairs to the front door he had already piled the sleeping bags and
the tent in a pile ready to go out to the trunk of the car.
	I packed some sandwiches while Melanie and Bob carried the
rest of the stuff out to the car.  Bob came into the kitchen a few
minutes after they had started loading the car and came up behind me
wrapping his arms around my waist.  I was glad that he could think
that he could be as intimate as that with out having to ask me.
	I turned around in his arms and looked up into his eyes, he
stood there looking at me and then in a rough whisper he said "I
missed my morning kiss!"
	I wrapped my arms around his neck and gave him the best kiss I
could even going as far as slipping my tongue into his mouth and he
accepted it swirling his own tongue against mine.  It was excstasy!  I
could still taste the fruit that I had fed him on his lips, so
wonderfully sweet.
	"I missed it too," I said breathlessly as we let each other
go, but not turning our gaze from each other.  The kiss had taken my
breath away, and the tingle that he gave me were fluttering all
through out my body, setting me afire.
	After I got my breath back I gave him another quick little
kiss before turning back to making sandwiches.  I was afraid if I
didn't I would have jumped him right there in the kitchen and ripped
his clothes off and made love to him right there on the floor.
	Melanie came into the kitchen, I was sure she hadn't noticed
anything, but the heat that was passing between me and Bob almost felt
like she should have seen it right away.  I wanted him in the worst
way!
	We got to the camp ground pretty quick (it was only a five
minute drive from our house), but Bob had made sure that it wasn't a
public campground so he had to pay for our campsite, and the attendant
had said it was the only space that they had had left because of the
spring break weekend.
	It took us a little under a half hour to find our spot unpack
and set up camp.  The place was really crowded too, I figured that the
staff had probably sold a few spaces that weren't there to begin with
and as a result ever body ended up sort of crowded in.  
	Dad gave me Mom's sleeping bag for me to sleep in, I thought
it was sweet of him and kissed his cheek for it, and I think I had
tears in my eyes at the time too.
	The rest of the camping trip was fun, it wasn't as intimate or
romantic as I had figured it would have been, but it was fun.  There
was a party held every night we were there and I always stuck with
Melanie during those times, even when Bob didn't go to Sunday nights.
	I spent almost ever minute when I was in the tent alone with
one of them kissing them.  I liked it more when it was Bob, but when
it was Melanie I still enjoyed it.
	Monday afternoon when we left we dropped Melanie off at her
house and Bob and I went home.  The showers at the camp sight weren't
as private as I would of liked so as a result I felt kind of gringy
when we got home, and I told Bob I was going to go have a shower.
	He held my hand so I couldn't jump out of the car as soon as
we stoped in the garage.  "Give me a hand throwing the sleeping bags
and the tent inside to the basement first!"
	I didn't want to but there was something in his voice that
made me want to stick around, so I helped him unload the car.  I threw
him the last sleeping bag and he stuffed it into the little side
storage area where we kept the camping stuff and a few other odds and
ends.
	I went to go up stairs but he called after me.  "Sandi wait a
minute please!"  I waited for him on the third step from the floor.
	"What is it, I feel filthy!"
	"I know, so do I, just wait a minute!"
	He took my hand and together we went up the stairs then he led
me into his bathroom, where he called down the hall as if I was in my
bathroom that he was going to take a shower too."Then he turned on the
cold water tap of his shower and closed the door so it ran all by its
self.  Then he led me back to my bathroom and told me in a whisper to
get undressed.  Happily I did so and climbed into the tub, and a
second later he got in with me.
	I fixed the water for us as he closed the shower curtain.  "I
thought I'd never have you all to myself again!" I told him wrapping
my arms around his neck and giving him a little kiss.
	"Let's do what we came in here to do, I do remember that I owe
you a couple of showers!"
	"Make love to me and we'll call it even," I said grinning.
	"Sandi!" he scolded in that same warning tone of his that I
was starting to find very attractive in itself.
	"Then if you won't do that, will you wash me, and I'll wash
you?"
	"Ok," he said softly and I handed him the soap with another
kiss.  We both took our time washing each other down, but me more so,
when it came to washing between my legs I had to guide his hand down
for him to even get up the nerve of touching me.  When he did he only
washed me for a few seconds before drawing his hand back.
	Unlike him though I took my time washing every inch of him
including his genitals which I made sure to pay special attention to.
	After he backed away from me I grabbed his hands and held them
and then placed them on my breasts.  "Now what are you doing?" he
asked and I spun around to look up into his eyes while pressing myself
tighter against him as I stood up on my tip toes and kissed his lips.
He tried to push me away, and I whispered "You've been alone so long,
I want to give you myself!"
	"Sandi, there's absolutely no way that will ever happen.  I
know your trying to help but we can't, it's not right!"  Then I kissed
him again more like our morning kisses long and sensous.  He pushed me
away again but I grabbed his hands and put them on my breasts again.
"Touch them, feel them, do they feel any different than any other
woman's, do they?"
	"Sandi, come on stop this charade!"
	"Do they?" I demanded.
	"No, they don't," he said reluctantly.  I moved closer to him.

	"Does my touch feel any different," I said laying my hand on
his chest.
	"No," he said in the same reluctant voice.
	"Is my kiss any different?" I asked him after kissing his
lips.
	He repeated the same answer again, by then though I had him
backed against the wall of the shower, he had nowhere else to go.  "If
I feel the same as any other woman what is the problem?" I asked hotly
in his ear.
	"Your my daughter..." he whispered back to me.
	"Are you saying that just because I'm your daughter, this," I
cupped his balls and fingered them while stroking his penis with my
other hand "wouldn't feel the same as another woman attempting to
pleasure you," I asked softly breathing on his neck.  His penis was
stiff and poking me by then, but I still had to get him past his
morals, I knew he was weakening but I still didn't have him far enough
along.  "Do I not have the same type of ass that most women do, if not
better than most!"
	"Yes," he said almost inaudibly.
	"So does that mean I'm any different because I'm just as hot
as any other woman that gets to look at you.  The only real difference
between them and me is that I'm here with you now and they're not.  Do
you understand what I'm saying," I said getting close to him again
while he nodded. 
	"You know how much I love you?  I want you Bob, I want you
inside of me, I want you to make love to me!  I can't stand not being
around you.  You make my whole body quiver with anticipation and
excitement.  Look feel," I finished by taking his hand and placing it
on my stomach, which was exactly like I had described.
	"Sandi," he whispered as I kissed his neck.
	"Make love to me, please!"
	"Sandi!" his voice was still soft and low, but it gained more
strength when he said "NO" and pushed me back and quickly got out of
the shower, and the bathroom.
	I didn't bother chasing him because I figured he wouldn't be
going anywhere so I dried myself off and dressed.  When I left the
bathroom I figured he'd probably gone down to the basement to do some
boxing (its the way he kept in shape and thought about things).  I
guessed right I could hear him punching his bag.
	I knew when he came up he would be hungry so I started making
dinner.  When it was all ready and cooking on the stove and I had
finished setting the table I went up stairs, changed my clothes then,
I went in to my bathroom and got out the makeup Bob had bought me when
I had turned twelve; makeup that I had never touched before.
	Sparingly I applied some lipstick, some blush, some eyeliner.
I wanted to look good not like a cheap slut.  When I finished I stood
back and looked at myself and concluded that if anything got his
attitude turned around the way I looked would for sure.
	Underneath my nice black dress I had on the lingerie that
Melanie had returned and a garter belt I had found in some old boxes
of my mothers.  I thought I looked pretty sexy, and I hoped he would
think so too.  I wanted him to feel the same way I felt about him.
	I went back to the kitchen and lifted the vegetables and put
them out on the table, then I didn't dare light the candles on the
table incase anyone was watching.  I wanted to, I wanted to make it as
romantic as I could I even started some soft music playing.
	When I was sure everything was set up the best I could get it
I called him for dinner from the top of the stairs, then I disappered
back into the kitchen so he wouldn't see me.  After I heard him sit
down at the dinning room table I shut the lights of the kitchen off
and entered the dining room.
	He looked me up and down and then without saying a word about
how I looked or how nice dinner was or anything he started into
scooping food out onto his plate.
	"What's that crap on for?" he asked meaning the music.
	"I thought it would be nice," I said softly.
	"Well it's not, shut it off!"  I got off my chair and went and
shut it off even though he was closer to it.  I sat back down in my
chair seat and he'd already started eating, he was shoveling it like a
little kid wanting to get out and play.
	"How is it?"
	"Good," he grumbled between bites.
	"Dad...."
	"What?" he asked while I started pushing my food around my
plate with my fork.
	"Nothing," I replied softly.  I wanted him to say something,
some mention of what I had done, what I was wearing, the fight in the
shower, anything.  He turned back to his food and said, absolutely
nothing!
	The next few days were just as cold, no morning kisses-no
kisses at all.  He just kept a hard-cold-wall up to keep me out.  I
felt terrible, I had pushed him too far, I knew that, and it made me
feel terrible and lonely.
	Especially the nights, and Melanie was always too busy with
Jack or Dan to come over so we could do something.  It was the longest
most drawn out week of my life.  I was glad when school finally
started back up, it seemed like an eternity had lapsed during a single
week.
	He didn't come after school to watch me practice and by
Wednesday the coach was giving me that glance that he had been when he
was expecting me to...well do the blowjobs and the other crap.  Friday
he approached me and started and fondling my breasts asking where my
Daddy was, so I gave him what he deserved, a good knee to the groin!
	I didn't even bother telling my Dad, not because we had seen
very little of each other (only at dinner) but because I didn't want
to bother him with something I had dealt with on my own.
	I think he spent most of his days either gardening out in
Mom's old flower garden or working out in the basement.  It seemed
that way because when ever he came to dinner he was alway covered in a
film of sweat with his underarms dark with perspiration.  I wanted to
tell him I loved him and wash his body and kiss him and hold him tight
to me and never let him go.
	Friday night just as I was clearing the dishes the phone rang
and my father answered it.  He talked for a few minutes before it
turned to shouts and he kept demanding "Why?" into the phone.  When he
hung it up he'd lost some of the color from his face and the last two
weeks of displeasure, discomfort, and anger melted away.
	"What happened?  What's wrong?" I asked setting the dishes
down on the counter.
	"The charges have been dropped!"
	"That's good isn't it?"
	"To drop the charges they had to fire me!"
	"They can't do that!"
	"They can and they did!"
	"They can't fire you without a reason!"
	"They made one up," he sighed flopping down into a chair.
"I'll never be able to work again!"
	"You'll find another job, they'll fight over you!"
	"Not with embezelment charges brought up against me!"
	"When do you have to clean out your stuff?"
	"Tomorrow," he sighed.
	"Come on its not so bad," I said kneeling infront of him
taking his hand in mine "Everythings going to work out!  I promise!"
	"Sandi!"
	"Come on, let's do something and take your mind off of it for
now.  We still haven't watched that video?"
	"Sandi, I don't really feel like that tonight!"
	"Let's go play some pool then, like we used to do!"
	"We're going to have to watch our expenditures from now on."
"Twenty dollars worth of pool will be worth it, I'll even pay for it
if you...."
	"No!  I'll pay for it!"
	"Let's go then!  But first I think you should go have a
shower," he gave me a little glare "alone, you stink!  I think we
should both get changed into something more...apropriate!"
	"What about the dishes?"
	"I'll deal with them later, let's just have some fun tonight!"
	"Ok! Fine!  I guess I'll go have a shower since I'm told that
I stink!" he said chuckling.
	"Go on," I told him grinning smacking his ass as he passed me.
It was nice seeing him smiling at least a little anyway even if things
weren't going as good as they should have for us.
	"Hey!" he scolded turning back and glaring at me for a second
then his face lit up in a smile.  "Don't do that again!"
	It finally felt like we were back on good terms again and it
felt good, even though it looked more and more that our lives were
going to suck in the near future, but I figured that as long as we
were together!
	I wore the lingerie again just incase he wanted to undress me,
then I found my tightest pair of jeans I had and slipped into them,
then I put on a really red blouse and my black leather jacket on top.
Then I put on a little make up, just enough like the last time, only
this time I added a few squirts of perfume.
	Bob, knocked on the bathroom door and asked "Are you ready
yet?"
	"Yep," I told him opening the door.
	"You look good," he said softly.
	"So do you," I said taking in his only pair of jeans, which
fit really snuggly on him especially in the crotch.  His shirt was
just an old flannel shirt which I hadn't seen on him for the longest
time.  (He only wore it when he was relaxing.)
	"How do I smell?"
	"Better, but how about putting on some cologne for me?"
	"Ok, I guess it couldn't kill," he said softly before kissing
my cheek.  The first kiss I'd received in a good two weeks and it was
good, but not as good as I would have liked.
	"You smell as good as you look too!"
	"Thank you!  Now go get that cologne on, the good stuff!"
	"Which one's that?"
	"Come on," I said and dragged him back into his bathroom, and
took out the bottle that I liked.  "Here!"
	"You like this stuff," he asked pouring some of the cologne
out onto his palm and slapping it on his cheeks and throat.
	"Yes," I told him looking at him amazed that he didn't realize
it.  "I think it smells wonderful, almost as much as the man beneath!"
	"Sandi!"
	"What?  You have a problem with the truth do you?"
	"Of course not, just where it comes from!"
	"Well, it comes from a woman and that's all that counts!" I
told him linking my arm in his.  "Come on, let's get going or we're
not going to get a table!"
	"We'll get a table!"
	"How can you be so sure?"
	"I just have this feeling!"
	"Does it have anything to do with what's in those jeans?"
	"Not, that kind of feeling!"
	"Too bad!  What kind of feeling then?"
	"I made reservations while you were in the bathroom, we've got
a table for nine-o'clock.
	"Where?"
	"Just a place I know of?"
	"Have we been there before?"
	"You haven't!"
	"And you have?"
	"Yeah, a few months back!"
	"Oh!  Well let's go then!"
	"I've got to admit, this is a beautiful place!" I said looking
around it when we got there.
	"I figured you'd like it!"
	"Well you were right."
	"Good," he said picking up our cues, "here you go, we're at
the table in the corner near the front window number 5."
	"How good are you at this anyway," I asked as he set the balls
up.
	"Your...mother and I used to play it all the time when we went
out."
	"She liked pool alot didn't she?"
	"You do too don't you?"
	"Yeah."
	"Actually, I've always thought of her more as a pool hussler,
she could sink any shot, I can't remember the number of times she beat
some poor sap at a table in some bar and taking money from him."
	"Your kidding, Mom," I questioned taking my jacket off and
putting it on the back of a chair near the table.
	"You break....  No I'm serious, the only time I ever won
against her was when she let me win.  Her parents weren't around very
much when she was young and you know how your grand-parents live in
that big house, well she grew up around a pool table...and she really
didn't have anything else to do until she got to be about your age and
started dating."
	"Who was her first date," I asked after breaking the balls
sinking three solids.
	"Your not to bad at this either..." he said as I sunk in
another couple balls with a spin shot.  "I was!"
	"You were her first date," I asked surprised as I watched the
cue ball send my ball off just slightly off in the wrong direction.
"Damn."
	"Yep!"
	"Your kidding?"
	"Why would I kid you about something like that?"
	"So you two were junior high sweet-hearts!"
	"Not exactly, she kind of hated me, she went out with me on a
dare at first!"
	"She didn't?"
	"She did, but she liked me, we spent a few months
together...your turn!  Then we decided we should break-up, or at least
her parents thought that I think, I've never been totally convinced
that it was solely her idea."
	"You's broke up?  Then how?"  I banked my shot off of the
bumper and sunk another solid in one of the side pockets.
	"My parents and I moved away so I had to go to a different Jr.
high.  I didn't like the idea of not even having a chance to get your
mother back, but what could I do right?"
	"So how did you get back together?"
	"You've got your mother's talent at this all right," he said
watching me sink a couple of balls.  "I met her again in grade eleven.
I asked her out for a drink, we had fun.  We dated some more, then
after highschool we got married!"  Just as he finished I sunk the
eight ball.  "Damn your good!"
	"How about a kiss, not a peck on the cheek a real one?"
	"Here?"
	"Why not?" I said smiling, hoping that the publicity wouldn't
scare him away from it.  "Come on I beat you fair and square."
	"Sandi!"
	"Come on I want a kiss from the loser."
	Then he actually did it, he kissed me right there, full on the
lips, tongue and all.  It was magnificient!  I'd never felt such
exhileration in my whole life until that moment.
	"What's the matter," he asked noticing that my eyes were
glazed over.
	"I'm so proud of you!" I told him then after a second once I'd
straightened myself back up I added "You can break this time, I'll
rack!"
	When I was leaning over the pool table setting the balls into
place some body whistled at me from behind.  I looked up into my
father's eyes and saw that he was eyeing someone behind me.  I turned
around and found that it wasn't one person but a number of young men
(around eighteen to twenty years of age).
	"Wow!" the obvious leader said, "your something else good
looking!  Ain't she a little young for you Pops!" I looked back and
shook my head when he took a couple of steps forward.
	"No, he's not!" I told them straight faced.  "He's just
right!"
	"Oh yeah?"
	"Yeah!  Now if you boys don't mind we're trying to play!"
	"I'd love to play with you baby!" one of their group called.
"Oh yeah?" Bob asked coming from his side of the pool table towards
us.
	"Yeah Pops!" one of them replied and the whole group broke out
into laughter.
	"All right!" I couldn't believe what he was saying.  "How much
money you boys got on you's?"
	"What you her pimp or something?"
	"Are you's here to play pool or drool over women?"
	"Pool," the leader said looking me up and down.  "Her?"
	"Yeah her, how's five bucks a ball sound?" I looked back at
him wondering what the hell he was doing.
	"Fine," the leader said taking off his jacket and throwing it
to one of his minnions.
	"Here," Bob said throwing him his stick, then he took my
shoulder "she'll break!" and lead me to the other end of the table and
whispered a singel word in my ear "Lose!"
	"What the hell are you talking about, you don't know how good
he is and we can't exactly be throwing money away!"
	"Sandi your as good as your mother ever was, you even hold the
cue the same way she used to!  You can beat them!"
	"Then why should I lose?"
	"Trust me!"
	"Kiss me!" I told him and he did.  Magnificient!  He called
the waiteress around and order a couple of beers as I did exactly what
he had told me to do, lose.  As I played I missed the easy shots and
fouled up on some of the hard ones, and I was starting to get an idea
of what he was doing.  He wasn't very good at all but I let him win
anyway.
	His whole gang cheered and hooped with a few other people that
had gathered around the table to watch.  "You lost, how could you
lose!" Bob screamed at me coming towards the table.  "I thought you
told me you could play, my mother-in-law plays better than that girl!"
	I wasn't sure what he was doing I thought he was hussling them
but when he came down on me like that I wasn't sure, until he said
"Give her another chance, I'll make it worth your while fifteen bucks
a ball!"
	"Now win!" he whispered kissing my ear.  The balls went quick
on both sides and it was down to the last shot, which was mine, either
I made it or I lost.  Bob had his mouth open in anticipation of my
"winning shot" and his hand on his mug of beer.
	Everybody's eyes were on me, even when I backed away from the
table.  "What the hell are you doing?" Bob demanded of me in a harsh
whisper.
	"What do I get out of this?"
	"Half of the money!"
	"I don't want half of the money," I told him.
	"Then what do you want?"
	"I want you to promise you'll make love to me tonight when we
get home!"
	"Sandi!" he said looking between me and the table.  "This is a
hell of a lot of money on the line!"
	"Money, I know you don't have," I whispered to him.  "What do
you think these boys would do if they find out you don't?"
	"Sandi, its not right?"
	"Do I make the shot or not?"
	"Yes!"
	"Then promise!" I told him looking into his eyes.
	He looked back and forth between me and an ever increasing
hive of young angry men.  "May God fogive me, I promise!" he said in a
nearly inaudible whisper.
	"I love you!" I told him excitedly and kissed his lips and
then returned to the table.  The whole place went silent as I stood at
the right angle from the cue ball, thanking God myself for getting Mom
to teach me the game when she was still alive.
	The whole place seemed to slow down as my stick struck the cue
ball.  It reflected at the right place on the bumper and then again on
the second one, and then struck the eightball true sending it right
into the corner pocket.
	I knew I was going to do it, but when it went in I couldn't
help jumping up and down until Bob took me into his arms and gave me a
quick hug before he turned on the leader of the little group that
looked so sullen...I wonder why?
	"Pay up kids!" he told them, it took about four of them to get
together to pay all the money up.  It was more money than I'd seen in
one hand in my life.  Bob smiled at me showing me the handful of bills
and I kissed his lips bubbling with happiness.  I had won, not only
money, but a night in bed with the only man that I'd been thinking
about making love to me for two months.
	I grabbed my jacket and held onto Bob as we walked out,
passing by some pretty grimacing faces, but still excited.  We turned
in our cues and the balls, and Bob payed for our nights gaming with
our new found wealth.
	He helped me into my seat and then got around to the other
side and let himself in.  Just as we were getting our seat-belts on I
saw a little group of the guys coming towards our car, and they didn't
look happy.
	I pointed them out to Bob and he said "Lock the door!"  I did,
and he locked his just as we were taking off from the parking lot they
reached our car and pounded on the side windows. 	When we were
safe out of the way I asked him if I could see the money, and he let
me flip through it, until I saw a bright neon sign.
	"Pull in there," I told him pointing to an all night drug
store.  I handed him back most of the money save for ten dollars.
 	"What's that for?"
	"Condoms!" I explained smiling wickedly at him just before
jumping out of the car.  They eyed me funnily when I brought a box of
Trojans to the counter and payed for it with the ten.  I bore it
though too excited to really notice any of them, all I knew was that I
was going to get what I wanted, what I really wanted.
	I climbed into the car excitely cuddling up against him
bubbling over "I wasn't sure what I should buy, I got extrastrong...I
figured after all this time without a woman, you'd really want to give
it a good work out.  I can't believe this I'm actually going to be in
bed with the man I love...there lubricated too, did I do all right, my
first time and all buying them I mean?"
	"You did fine," he said softly.  "But I don't know about this
Sandi...."
	"Your not going to welch are you?"
	"Sandi, I just don't know if this is right, I know I promised
and all but...."
	"You are..." I said in disbelief, he'd never broken a promise
to me ever!  "Bob, you promised!"
	"I know," he said stopping at a red light.  "But...."
	"No, but's," I told him stroking his crotch, "you promised,
and I'm going to collect!"
	"I know Sandi, but...."
	"No but's," I told him before silencing him with a kiss before
the light turned green.  "I want to make love to you!"
	"Sandi...."
	"That's enough of it, I want you to take me to bed, and bed
me!"
	"Sandi!"
	"Bob, please I won for you, and you promised to make love to
me, and you agreed.  You've never broken a promise to me before, don't
start now!"
	"You really want to have sex don't you, but do you really
think it should be with me and not someone you are in love with?"
 	"I am in love with you, and I don't want sex, I want to make
love with you and no one else!"
	"Sandi...I'll try Ok, I don't know if I can.  I don't think
its right, but I did promise you I would...I'll try."
	"I love you," I told him and kissed his cheek.
	"I love you too honey," he whispered wrapping his arm around
me.  The rest of the ride was way too long, at least it seemed that
way to me.
	I pushed the front door closed by leaning back against it
while watchinghim climb the first few steps up.  His ass looked so
cute in his jeans.  Quietly  I went up the stairs laying my hands on
his butt and giving him a little shove up.
	I knew he was still reluctant to do what I wanted and he
proved it fairly well by the number of pushes I had to give him to get
him to the top of the stairs.
	"You can't hurt me," I told him comfortingly as I led him into
the bedroom "I'm not a baby.  You don't have to worry about anything!"
	"Sandi, your my little girl!"
	"I also want to be your lover!"
	"Sandi...."
	"Shhhh..." I hissed before kissing his lips while I pulled him
down ontop of me onto the bed.  He tried to return my kiss while I
unbuttoned his shirt, but he didn't seem as anxious as I was.  I
kissed him repeatedly running my hands over his shoulders, his chest,
his back, his skin was as smooth as silk and his weight on me just
seemed to make me want him more.
	His shaking fingers fumbled at the buttons of my blouse until
my own fingers steadied him.  "Where'd you get this," he asked after
he had slipped my blouse off.
	"I bought it...to wear for you.  Do you like it?  Take my
pants off so you can see all of it!"  I unbuttoned the clasp on my
jeans and he reluctantly pulled them off.  "What do you think?"
	"It's pretty," he said stroking one of the lace ruffles.
	"You really think so?"
	"Yes, it's very beautiful."
	"You know I've missed being with you so much, I'm sorry we
fought.  Forgive me!"
	"We're kind of in the same position though aren't we?"
	"You don't really want to do this do you?"
	"No, I don't!"  I felt a sudden sense of grief that he didn't
want to make love to me, yet, but I didn't want to force him into a
situation where he wouldn't enjoy it.  I didn't want him to be mad at
me for something he wasn't ready to do yet.
	"Come on then," I said climbing under the covers and patting
his side of the bed.  You know how I feel!  You also know I'd never
want to see you hurt, so why don't you just get undressed and we'll
just go to sleep in our bed, and I mean ours because from now on, I'm
sleeping here!"
	"What do I do with these," he asked holding out the box of
condoms.
	"Put them in the night table, maybe some day, some day soon I
hope, you'll change your mind.  I want it to be something were both
going to enjoy not just one of us.  But I do know one thing for sure,
I want it to be you!"
	"San...."
	"Come on, before I change my mind," I told him smiling pulling
his side of sheets back.  He took his jeans off and hung them back up
then stripped off his shorts giving me a nice view of his hairy ass.
So gorgeous!  He shut the light off and got into bed and cuddled up
against me while I threw the covers over him.
	"Thank you," he whispered and kissed my cheek.
	"For what," I asked running my fingers through his hair.
	"For not making me do something we'd both end up regretting!"
	"I would not regret anything Bob!  Not with you, not ever!"
  	"Shouldn't you clean your makeup off before you go to sleep?"
	"Yes, I suppose I should," I said sliding over him until I was
straddling his stomach, with my hands on his chest.  "What do you
think, too much?  Too little?"
	"Just right," he complimented and I kissed him for it then
slipped into his bathroom and cleaned it off with some paper towels
that I kept under the sink for cleaning.
	He talked to me from the bed about how proud he was of me
beating that guy at the pool hall.  It made me feel all warm inside
and I couldn't help smiling at myself in the mirror as I listened to
him.
	I peeled off the lingerie and shut the bathroom light off and
returned to the bed, and him.  I cuddled up against him kissing his
lips once before he held me close to him in a hug.  "Do I look better
now," I asked softly and he looked at me, smiled and kissed my lips.
	"You always look good," he replied taking the safe road and I
kissed him in appreciation and cupped him in one of my hands, so soft
and warm.  He looked at me startled for a second and then relaxed
against me.
	I smiled and kissed him before he snuggled against me and we
fell into a blissful sleep.  The first decent sleep that I had had in
nearly two weeks.
	When I woke up we were still lying wrapped tight around each
other, and in a lazy morning fashion I started kissing him happy to be
so close to him.  He took a few minutes to wake up, but when he did he
didn't object; he started kissing me back.  "Have you changed your
mind yet?" I asked him softly just after we had had a good french
kiss.
	Then he separated himself from me and moved to his closet and
started looking through it.  "Wear your jeans again!" I told him
laying there exposed watching him.  He looked absolutely delicous in
the morning sun light.
	He glanced back at me and then grabbed them from the closet
and threw them on the bed with a fresh shirt before he went to his
dresser and pulled out a pair of underwear and slipped them on.
	Then he sat on the edge of the bed and pulled his pants on
before I wrapped my arms around his neck pressing myself against his
back and kissing his cheek.  "I love you Bob!"
	"Do you want to go with me and help me pack my office up?"
	"Yes, you need me there!"
	"If you don't want to go you don't have to!"
	"Bob, settle down," I told him hugging him.  "I want to go
with you.  You need me there!"
	"Sandi!"
	"Shhh..." I told him pulling him back against me before
kissing his lips.  "I know your upset Bob, its not fair of them to do
this to you!  But we've got to make do with what we have, and all we
can count on is each other, I want you to know that you can lean on me
when ever you need to!  I'll take care of you I promise!"
	"It's not fair!  They can't do this to me, I've given them my
whole life, and then cut me lose like I'm yesterdays garbage." 
	"I know honey," I said holding him tight.  "No its not!"
	"Damn it I've given them the best years of my life!"
	"No you haven't, the best years of your life are yet to come!
Your young, and we have each other that's all we need Bob, we don't
need them!  You'll get a new job, and you'll be even better at it,
you'll come home, and I'll make you forget all about work!"
	"Sandi!"
	"I mean it Bob, I'll kiss you, I'll hug you, I'll hold you,
I'll do anything you want me to!  As long as it makes happy!"
	"I wanted to give your mother a life that she would enjoy, but
it was hard to do, especially trying to compete with her families
background.  I want to give you exactly what I wanted to give her, and
with my job I was starting to do it, because of my senority.  If I can
even get a job anywhere else I've lost it!"
	"Bob, Mom would never have cared what you bought for her, she
married you for you, not for what you could give her, she knew what
she was getting into when she married you.
	"And I've known exactly what you've been trying to do for me,
and I'm telling you right now it's not necessary, all I care about is
you!  Nothing else matters to me, and Mom probably felt the same way I
do!  If this has been eating at you, let it go!  It doesn't matter!
If you let it go on all your going to do is hurt yourself more, and I
don't want to see that happen, now or ever!"
	"But I want you to be happy!"
	"I am happy!  I'm happy when ever you come home to me, or when
we're lying next to each other, or when you tucked me into bed and
read to me at night when I was young.  I was happy then, and I'm happy
now!  All that matters to me is the man sitting right here in my arms,
clothed or not, he is the only person in my life that can make me
smile just by being around to say good night, and good morning too!
	"It doesn't matter to me, if we live in a card board box, or a
luxury hotel, or a mansion...the only thing that matters is this," I
said squeezing him.  "And this!" I said before giving his lips a
little kiss.  "I love you Bob, that's all that counts, that's all that
will ever count!"
	I sat there holding him and whispering and kissing his cheek
for the better part of an hour, and being there for him filled me with
joy even though it wasn't nice to have him in such a bad state of
mind.  It felt good, sharing his problems, our problems.
	"Since we're getting everything out," I said softly kissing
his ear, "I want to tell you something too!  My coach, he tried to
fondel me again, but I took care of it."
	"Sandi, why didn't you tell me before?"
	"I didn't think it was necessary because I dealt with it.  And
we were on bad terms at the time."
	"What did you do?"
	"I did what I thought was fit!"
	"Sandi, please tell me, you didn't do anything he wanted did
you?"
	"No...I kneed him!"
	"Kneed him?"
	"Right here," I said reaching around and holding the crotch of
his jeans.
	"Oh!  I see.  Well good for you!" he said and turned around
and kissed me.  "But I really wished you had of told me when it
happened!"
	"I know, I'm sorry, I won't...."
	"You don't have to say anything Sandi, I know you'll always do
the right thing, I trust you!"
	"I love you Bob," I said turning his head so I could kiss his
lips.
	"I...I guess we should be getting ready to go, we probably
already should have been there," he said wiping his nearly dried eyes.
"Your still undressed," he said almost surprised even though I had
been touching him all the time with different parts of my body.
"You'll catch a cold, you better go get dressed!"
	"Funny, I don't feel cold!" I told him smiling and kissed his
lips once more before going to my room to dress.
	"I think this is yours," he said entering my room with my
lingerie outfit.
	"I think it is, your not into wearing women's clothing are
you?"
	"Here you go!" he said holding it out for me to take.
	"I know I don't have very...big...breasts, but did you like
seeing me in it?"
	"Sandi, I told you before I didn't like women for their bra
sizes, and I still mean it!  Besides you'll have breasts, you've just
got to wait a little while."
	"I do, they maybe small but I have breasts."
	"Sandi, I didn't mean that you didn't I just meant...you know
what I meant don't you?"
	"Yeah, you won't make love to me, because I have small tits!"
	"Sandi, that's not the reason, it's just..."
	"What?"
	"...your my little baby, that's what!"
	"Well your little baby is a young woman, a woman with needs,
with desires, with lust, all for you!  Can't you look past the fact
that you powdered me and wiped my ass, and treat me like a woman, a
woman who wants to take you to bed, and show you passion!"
	"Sandi!"
	"I'll grow breasts for you I promise, real big ones, but let
me show you how much I want you, how much I love you, how much I need
you now!  I want you to be in bed with me for more than just sleep!  I
want you, all of you!  I want to wait for you at the door in nothing
more than a pair of panties, and I want you to ravish me with kisses
and love making and whispers of sweet little nothings!"
	"Sandi, you need a boyfriend not your father!"
	"I want a man, a man that I love so much my heart would break
if he was taken away from me.  A man that makes everyone else seem
like nothing more than a blur.  A man that sets my flesh on fire, just
by touching me!  I want you Bob!  Nobody else, just you, you stupid
old ox.  Just you!"
	"Sandi...I..." he choked on his words "...we better get
going!"
	"Fine!" I wheezed throwing my lingerie back onto my bed.
	We went to his office and packed for a half hour before a guy
came in and Bob introduced him as his boss, ex-boss.  The guy acted
all friendly and all but I got the overall sense that he was nothing
more than a big creep.  He even had the gawe to eyeball me up and down
infront of Bob stating "she's going to grow up into a very beautiful
woman."
	Then he shook Bob's hand, he had this sort of gaze on his
face, telling Bob how sorry he was that it all turned out the way it
did.  Then I saw it!  I couldn't believe it!  I knew I had to do
something, and an idea came to mind when I spotted Bob's little
tape-recorder nearly sticking out of a box.
	I snuck towards it and grabbed it while the two of them were
talking, and then eased closer towards the door.  I felt the controls
just to make sure I remembered how to work it.  The last time I had
used it I had taped over a whole bunch of Bob's notes, and he wasn't
too pleased with me that time.  I spent a whole month grounded in my
room.  But I hoped he wouldn't mind me putting it to a good cause.
	"Daddy," I said looking right at him.  I could tell he knew
something was up.  "I've got to go to the little girls room."
	"Ok, honey," he said as more of a question.  I slipped out the
door, put the tape recorder on paused-record and slipped it into a
pocket of my leather jacket.  Then I waited for Mr. Talbert just
outside of Bob's office door for a few moments before Mr. Talbert came
out.  "Charlie can I speak with you for a minute," I said as
seductively as possible.
	"All right, as long as it doesn't take to long!"
	"Now what is it," he asked and I started the tape recorder.
  	"I know its you!  I know your the one that was scamming the
money!"
	"I don't know what your talking about," he said collapsing
into his chair behind the desk.  I sat down on the desk infront of him
putting a leg on each side of him.
	"Sure you do, that pretty little ring of yours gave you away!"
	"What are you talking about?"
	"I heard you and a woman talking and screwing in the utility
room downstairs."
	"I never did any such thing!"
	"That's where your ring comes in, in your haste you's
photocopied yourselves and I found it!"
	"Who else knows about this photocopy?"
	"No one," I lied.
	"If you knew this why didn't you tell your father?"
	"Oh he's not my father, he's left me alone so many times I
hate him, to see him go to jail made me so happy, and would suit me
better as long as I have someone to show me some affection..." I said
rubbing his crotch with one of my feet, "and someone that will give me
a little money every now and then!"
	"I like you," he said grinning at me "your so ruthless!"
	"That's not all I can be," I said slipping down so that I was
on my knees infront of him.
	"I want to know how you did it," I said unzipping his pants
"Tell me how you took the money and kicked my father's ass."  Then as
I sucked on him he spilt and I don't mean just the semen I had to
swallow, unfortunately but I got all Bob needed so it didn't matter.
	"Where are you going," he asked holding my hips.
	"I've got to get back to my father, he's not around much but
when he is, he's very protective of me.  It makes me sick!  And I
don't want him to hurt that sweet body of yours," I said before
leaning over him and kissing his lips.  Turthfully I would have loved
letting Bob at this son of a bitch!  He deserved what ever he got too!
"Call me," I breathed "When ever you want some more!"  Like hell I was
going to do anything else for him!
	"I will!" he whispered "and maybe next time you can show me
what's under those nice fitting jeans of yours.
	"Definitely!" I told him smiling even though I'd rather burn
in hell long before I slept with him.  He smacked my ass when I
slipped by him and the thought of what I had done with my coach came
to mind and I felt terrible that I had put myself willingly in that
position again.
	I found some cold coffee left in the coffee pot in the
reception area of the first floor.  I used it to rinse the bad taste
from my mouth and spit it out into the little sink before returning to
Bob's office closing the door behind me.
	"I love you," I told him before giving him the longest kiss I
could manage.
	"What the...."
	"I did something you might not like!"
	"What did you do?"
	"Well...I gave Mr. Talbert a blow-job!"
	"Sandi!"
	"I know I didn't like doing it either but..."
	"Sandi why did you do that?"
	"...For this," I said excitedly pulling his tape recorder out
of my jacket.  "Didn't you see it?"
	"What?"
	"The ring!"
	"What ring?"
	"Do you remember that photocopy I showed you, the one I
found!"
	"Yes, what about it?"
	"Mr. Talbert was wearing it!"
	"Sandi he's a married man!"
	"Well it doesn't seem to stop him from playing the field!  He
confessed it all!"
	"Let's hear it!"
	"Bob, I said somethings that I didn't mean so he would tell
me!"
	"Let's hear it," he said reaching for the tape recorder.
	"Bob, remember, ok!" I said rewinding the tape.
	"Yes, Sandi!  Now please...."
	"Ok," I said softly starting the tape.
	"I know it's you..." the tape sputtered the words out and I
watched the emotional torment that passed over his face especially
when it came to when I was giving head.
	"Sandi...I...you...."
	"I know, you don't have to say a word!  Just tell me you love
me!"
	"Sandi you shouldn't have done it!"
	"Just tell me you love me!"
	"I do Sandi but...."
	"Just say it!"
	"I love you Sandi!"
	"Hold me," I said softly not even sure why I was saying it and
when he did I didn't even know where the tears came from, they just
came and came.  He held me sitting us down on his small office couch
and he held me, just letting me get out all my feelings out about Mr.
Talbert, and my coach.
	I never realized how angry and upset I was over it.  He just
let me get it all out.  The whole day was seeming like one great big
emotional release for both of us.  He got me kleenexes and let me wipe
my eyes and blow my nose then when he thought I was calm enough he
whispered "I've got a few more things to pack up and then we'll go
home."
	"Why, they're going to give you your job back?"
	"Sandi, right at this moment I don't work here.  If they
rehire me we'll bring all this stuff back but until then we're taking
it with us."
	I didn't bother to argue anymore about it.  I was too drained,
I probably couldn't of even made love to Bob if he had of said yes
while standing naked infront of me.
	When we got home we just more or less dumped the stuff just
inside the door and since we were both too tired to cook Bob order us
pizza.  We ate it infront of the tv watching a movie.  Before even
half of it was done we were cuddling each other.
	Exhausted and feeling quite good about each other we retired
to the bedroom cuddling.  This time when I touched him he didn't say
anything other than giving me a little kiss.
	Morning came and was quite unpleasant because of menstral
cramps, so when I dressed I added a tampon to my outfit while feeling
like I was retaining enough water to flood New York.  Bob tried not to
notice my crabbyness and made a phone call.
	Melanie came through the front door around noon just as Bob
was making another pot of coffee.  Reluctantly I went up to my bedroom
with her where she promptly began spilling her guts about Jack and
Dan.
	"Friday, Dan got his car back and the three of us went out to
a drive in movie, an A&W's car park restaurant, and then to the motel
we had gone to the first time.
	"This time though none of us wasted any time, we all got naked
and they started making love to me.  It was fabulous Sandi, we stayed
there Friday and Saturday night.  They ate off of my stomach Sandi!
	"God I can't believe how good they make me feel, especially
Dan, he's so wonderful!  He's been picking me up at school dropping me
off at your house!  And he makes love to me when ever he gets me
alone.  You wouldn't believe the places we've done it!  The middle of
the mall parking lot during full daylight.  In the park under that old
oak tree Thursday when it was raining!"
	"It sounds like your in love!" I said softly.
	"No.  Do you think so?  I do like them alot!"
	"I think you've fallen for Dan!"
	"But I'm Jack's girl!"
	"Are you?  Which dates do you look forward to going out with,
with Dan or Jack?"
	"Dan, he's got the bigger cock!"
	"I'm not talking about who your pussy enjoys the most I'm
talking about your heart!"
	"Dan," she sighed after watching me for a second.
	"You've got it bad Mel!"
	"I think your right, I think I do love him.  I love them
both!"
	"Have you told them that?"
	"Only when they're making love to me!"
	"Tell them outside, no pun intended, in the street or in the
car."
	"I will, you want to come with me?"
	"Where?"
	"To tell them, I'm going to meet them in the mall at two!"
	"I don't know I think I've got to stay home!"
	"Go ask your Dad he'll let you!"
	"Fine," I groaned getting off my bed.  He was down in the
basement and drenched in sweat still pounding away at the punching
bag.  It was a magnificient sight and I really didn't want to disrupt
him.
	"Bob..." I said softly, I had to call him a couple of times as
I moved towards him before he broke his concentration on the bag
stoping it by hugging it.  The sweat was just glistening off of him,
such a beautiful specimen of a man.
	"What is it," he heaved hunching over and leaning on his bent
knees.
	"You shouldn't work out so hard," I said concerned even though
I knew he did about the same every time.
	"Is that why you came down here, to complain?"
	"No, Melanie wants me to go...."
	"Fine, what time will you be back?"
	"Around six, I'm going to see if she wants to go play some
pool!"  I wanted to play again I liked how it felt to play it, but I
knew it wouldn't be as good as when I was playing for Bob.  	"No
hussling," he told me standing up.  "You can't do that unless I'm with
you!"
	"I wasn't going to!"
	"Sandi, promise me!"
	"I promise!"
	"Do you have some money?"
	"I have the change from the condoms!"
	"Go up to my bedroom..."
	"Our bedroom," I corrected.
	"...Our bedroom and take ten dollars from my wallet on the
night table!" he said grinning.  "I'll see you when you get home,
seven right?"
	"Six!"
	"Come home at seven ok?"
	"Why?"
	"Just do it!"
	"All right," I said laughing at the serious expression on his
face.  "Come here and give me a kiss good-bye."
	He moved to me and kissed my lips, while I wrapped my arms
around his waist and pulled him close to me, then slid my hands down
onto his ass, which I promtly gave a little squeeze.  I expected him
to push me away a little but his hands slid down my back and cupped my
ass giving it a little squeeze too.
	"Do that again," I breathed before kissing him again.  He did!
"I'll go throw Melanie out, and I'll meet you upstairs in bed!"
	"Sandi, you get going and go out with her, I'll see you at
seven!"
	"Six-thirty!" I told him giving his lips a little kiss.
	"Seven!" he said in a way that made sure that I wasn't
supposed to question him.
	"Don't make me go, make love to me Bob!"
	"Get going Sandi," he told me grinning.  I left with Melanie
and spent a good deal of the night think about Bob.  We met Dan and
Jack at a table in the food court.  We were sitting across from each
other and Dan and Jack both squeezed in on either side of her, both of
them were greeted warmly with a kiss from her (a very warm greeting).
	"Sandi, would you mind maybe going and getting us something to
drink, I want to talk to Dan and Jack here for a minute!"  Then to
support her Dan stood up fished his wallet out and gave me a few
dollars.  Before he had gotten up though I had found that Melanie had
not only kissed them but had started massaging their crotches.
	So after Dan had given me the money it wasn't surprising that
he was quick to sit back down beside her.  I went off to get the
drinks and came back to the table where they'd changed the seating
order.  Both of the boys were sitting across the table from her and
they were each holding one of her hands.
	They only broke up a few seconds after I had sat down, all
three of them were grinning and happy, I took it that she had told
them she loved them, and by the looks they were giving her it was
completely returned.
	"So what do you's want to do tonight?" Melanie asked everyone
after putting down her cup.
	"How about playing some pool," I asked.
	"That's all right with me!" Melanie said, but the two boys
didn't even seem to hear what I had said they were still too busy
staring at Melanie.  "I guess it'll be all right with them too!"
	So we went to the arcade and played couples on a back table.
Dan and Melanie and me and Jack, and Jack didn't carry his weight
because he was too busy rubbing up against Melanie, and so was Dan, so
it basically ended up so that it was just me practicing some of the
old shots while they sat on the floor talking, laughing and kissing.
	I kept looking at my watch hoping that the time would pass
even quicker.  Then as I was leaning over the table somebody rubbed an
errect penis across my ass and held the cue stick.  I stood up and
turned around to face whoever it was, and it was the last person I
expected to see in the world.
	"I thought it was you," my coach said pushing me back against
the table.
	"You lousy good for nothing pieice of shit!" I told him in a
near shout.  When Melanie heard me she turned and looked and after a
few seconds all three of them were up beside me.  My coach backed off
a little.  "I am sick and tired of you fucking with me you lousy son
of a bitch!"
	"I'm through pissing around with you," I said and sucker
punched him.  He was certainly surprised, and I think everyone else
that that was watching was too.
	"Hey, what's your problem?"
	"I don't like you!  And I certainly don't want you touching
me!  Got it?"
	"Heh, come on," he said grabbing my shoulder.  I glared at him
and threw his hand away from me.
	"No!"
	"Come on buddy," Dan said trying to pull him back away from
me.  "I think you've had maybe a tad too much to drink!"
	"I haven't been drinking anything!" he said and elbowed Dan in
the stomach knocking him back and to the floor.
	"All right you bastard this is enough!" I said throwing my
pool cue down onto the table, as Jack moved forward to my side while
Melanie sprinted to help Dan up.  "It's between you and me now!  Do
you play pool?"
	"A little!" he said grinning.
	"Good, you and me will play one game, you win, I'll fuck you,
all the way!"
	"Sandi!  What are you doing?" Melanie demanded looking at me.
	"If I win, you leave me alone, for good!"
	"All right," he said moving around beside me picking up one of
the cues from the rack on the wall.  "You've got a deal!"
	"Sandi what the hell are you doing?" Melanie demanded in a
whisper in my ear.
	"Trust me," I told her racking up the balls.  Then he broke,
and I wasn't sure if I hadn't made a mistake.  He was good.  Melanie
watched from the inside Dan's arms, with Jack right next to her too as
I played out the game, fortunately I had at least the advantage of
being warmed up a little, but in the end it didn't matter I still
lost.
	I couldn't believe it, and he stood there grinning at me the
self rightous bastard, stood there just grinning.  There was no way
that I was going to pay up at all, it was for Bob, and that was the
only thing I knew.
	"Pay up sweet thing," he said standing infront of me and
forcing a kiss on me.  Dan made move towards me a little but I
motioned him back as an idea took shape.
	"All right, but right here, in one of the bathrooms, there's
no way I'm going any where with you!"
	"That's fine with me!"
	"Just give me a second with my friends!"
	"Fine you've got five, but then I expect...."
	"Yeah, yeah!" I told him pushing him towards the bathrooms
while heading towards Melanie, and her boyfriends.
	"Sandi, what are you going to do?"
	"I'm going to go in the bathroom with him!" I told her flat
out.
	"Sandi you can't!"
	"I've got to Mel, if I don't I can't pay the bastard back, and
I'm going to!"
	"Do you...you want some protection?  Dan give her a condom!"
 	"No, I don't but wait for me near the bathrooms, when I come
out be ready to run, ok?"
	"Ok," she said concerned.  If I had of stopped to explain what
I was going to do it would have looked suspicous.  I gave  her a kiss
on her cheek and then went to where he was waiting for me near the
bathroom.  He looked around and then pushed me inside.
	"The handicapped stall at the end," I told him!  He happily
dragged me into it.  He locked the stall behind us and started
fondling my breasts almost immediately.
	"Get undressed!" I told him softly, almost in a whisper!
	"Why," he asked, I was hoping he didn't suspect anything!
	"Because, this is my first time!  I want to see all of the man
I'm going to do it with!"
	He accepted the answer I gave him and undressed, leaving his
clothes in a little pile.  "Aren't you going to get undressed," he
asked me.
	"No," I whispered softly moving closer to him "your going to
do that!"  He smiled and I gave him a kiss while bringing my knee
quickly up into his naked crotch.  He doubled over in pain, and I
snatched his pile of clothes, and threw open the door of the stall and
ran out of it.  His fingers just skimmed my ass as he tried to grab at
me, but I managed to get out of the bathroom and I ran.  Melanie and
her boyfriends saw me coming and quickly took pace beside me.
	I stopped running once I got out front of the arcade and right
close to a garbage can where I prompty dumped all of his crap into it.
"You stole his clothes?" Melanie asked amazed.
	"Yep!  I also got to knee him in the balls again!  All in all
I think its been a pretty good day, but I think I should be going home
now!"
	"Dan, do you have your car?" Melanie asked him and he nodded.
"Can we give her a ride home?"
	"Sure, why not!" he said smiling.  "Anybody as tough as her
deserves one!"  The closer we seemed to get to the car, the friendlier
she got with Jack, actually both of them.  Dan even had her go hunting
for the keys to the car in his front pants pocket, and when she was
looking for them she kissed him.
	I had to admit that for being with both of them for nearly a
month, she sure hadn't lost any passion for either of them.  Jack
whined that he wanted a kiss too, and she was only too grateful to
give him what he wanted.
	They climbed into the back seat while Dan helped me into the
passenger's seat.  Then he went around the car and got in on the
drivers side, opened the glove compartment to an open box of condoms,
smiled at me and held it up between the bucket seats.
	It almost seemed like it was a piece of meat he was holding
out to starving dogs.  It was snatched from his fingers that fast.
Then in the time it took him to get the car started Melanie's jeans
and panties landed in my lap.  I glanced back and Jack was all lying
on top of her, and he had his own pants down around his knees while he
was thrusting into an overly happy Melanie!
	"There doing it," I said in a confused whisper as I turned and
looked at Dan who simply gave me a smile and turned back to the road.
	By the time we got to my house Jack had Melanie moaning, thank
god Dan let me turn on the radio so I could at least attempt to put my
attention on something else.
	When they dropped me off it was about quarter after six and
the fact Bob wanted me to stay out to seven sparked a bit of curiosity
in me.  Why would he want me to stay out, he woulnd't have been
entertaining anyone, or would he?
	He must have been right nearby because as soon as I had
squeaked the door open a few inches he was asking "What are you doing
back?"
	"I...."
	"Never mind, get up to your room and get dressed up!"
	"What?"
	"Just get," he told me disappearing before I even had a chance
to see him.
	I went upstairs feeling a little confisued about what was
going on, but I figured it was something special so I did as I was
told, I went up and got dressed in the same outfit that I had wore
when I first set up that romantic dinner that fell apart, this time I
also put on a little makeup and a few drops of perfume.
	"Can I come down yet," I hollered down the stairs.
	"Just give me another minute!"  Then after a short pause he
added "All right, but close your eyes!"
	I tried my best to keep my eyes covered as I went down the
stairs.  "Now where do I go?" I shouted.
	"Here," Bob said softly taking my arm.  "You still have them
closed?"
	"Yeah!"  Then he guided me into the dining room and even made
me sit down.  "Can I open my eyes yet?"
	"No, just a second!" he said withdrawing his hand from my arm.
Then I heard him move to the other side of the table and sit down in
his chair.  "Ok, you can open them now!"
	"Wow!  You did all this for me?"  He had set the table with
our nicest dishes, the best silver wear and in the center was two lit
silver candels.
	"I figured it was the least I could do, since I acted like an
ass for the dinner you made me.  But I'm afraid I can't take all the
credit for dinner, Lee-Hungs takes most of it, I just set the table.
	"Well, its still very nice of you, but you know an apology
would have worked just as well!"
	"I thought this would work better."
	"You were right!"
	"I'm glad!  Would you like a little wine with you meal miss?"
	"Yes please," I said trying my hardest not to laugh.  He
poured me half a glass and then looked up as if to judge me and then
filled the rest of my glass wearing a smile.
	We ate and talked, I told him about Melanie and Jack in the
car and he chuckled, then I told him about my coach, he watched me
with this serious look, then when I told him that I took off with his
clothes he burst out laughing.
	He smiled at me looking very incredibly sexy in his best
clothes, but I was really starting to feel the wine, I wasn't a very
good drinker then and I still can't hold my liquor very well.
	In the end I was quite drunk, and he was all the more careful
with me.  He carried me up stairs and put me into my side of the bed
then he striped and climbed in beside me.  We cuddled and kissed alot
before we did finally fall asleep.
	I woke up still dressed in my clothes and feeling absolutely
rotten, my head hurt from a hangover, I had terrible cramps, and I was
sure I was looking drop-dead-ugly, and feeling very, very unattactive.
	I got out of bed and went into my bathroom where I found that
all my makeup had smudged completely.  I washed it off and then
climbed into the shower.  When I got out I felt a little better but
not much, the water only seemed to make my head feel worse.
	I didn't really overly like coffee but the aroma of it when I
went down the stairs was so good I couldn't help wanting a cup.  Bob
must have thought the same thing because when I came into the kitchen
he was sitting at the small kitchen table (which we used for
breakfast) sipping a cup of coffee with another one steaming across
from him.
	"You look as bad as I feel," he commented after I had sat down
in my chair.
	 "Well, I feel worse!" I told him sipping my cup, which
scorched a trail down my throat
	"You got a hang over too?  I'm sorry Sandi, I wasn't thinking
too much last night!"
	"Yes you were, you just happened to forget today's a school
day that's all!"
	"I'm really sorry!"
	"Don't be, I had fun, and so did you, that's all that
counts...I suppose I should be getting off to school!"
	"Are you going to practice tonight?"
	"I suppose I should, but I think I'll come home right after
school tonight!  I don't really feel up to doing it today!"
	"I've got you booked tomorrow to go see a gynecologist
tomorrow night, I forgot to tell you last week."
	"Serious?"
	"Much to the contrary of what I want to believe you are
growing up, and you'll need some protection from the boys your with."
	"I don't want any boys, my hearts set only on one man," I said
smiling at him, gaining some what of a better disposition.
	"Uh-huh," he mumbled before hiding his mouth behind his coffee
mug.
	I made it through school, even though all I really wanted to
do was just sleep it off.  I looked for Melanie at lunch but I
couldn't seem to find her anywhere, although I had some suspicions
when I noticed Jack wasn't in English class (the only class that him
and I shared).
	When I got home Bob was on the phone talking to someone so I
didn't disturb him and went up to my own room.  The camera was still
set up and even though I was feeling quite bummed a thought struck me.
One that I just couldn't let go.
	An hour later Bob knocked on my door and asked me "Are you
decent?"
	"What does it matter?" I said playfully.  He inched the door
open far enough for him to peek in and see that I was dressed and
laying on my bed doing my homework.  "What would you like?"
	"I'd like to talk with you for a minute, if you can spare it?"
	"For you always!" I said closing my books and sitting up.
"What would you like to talk about?"
	"You remember how you said, all we needed was each other," he
asked sitting down next to me.
	"Yes," I replied stroking his thigh.
	"Sandi, not right now please...this is something serious we've
got to talk about!"
	"Ok," I said and quietly withdrew my hand and not knowing
really what to do with it, or my other one, I clasped them and rested
them on my lap.  "Now what's this about?'
	"Well, just remeber what you said!"
	"Fine, now tell me!"
	"Ok, I've been making some calls today, calling about jobs!"
	"Yes."
	"Well, Sandi, I...we-we might have to move."
	"WHAT?"
	"I don't know that we'll have to I just want you to be
prepared for the possibility!"
	"But, they'll give you your job back, you said yourself that
no one else will recognize your seniority!"
	"Sandi, I know what I said, I also know that its not going to
be too comfortable around here when everyone starts to hear about what
they think I did!"
	"Dad!  This is the only place I've ever known, I grew up here.
This was our house, yours, mine and Mom's, how can you think about
moving?"
	"Sandi, please calm down, all I wanted you to know was that
its a possiblity!  We're not going to if we don't have to but...."
	"But what?"
	"Sandi, a fresh start wouldn't be so bad for us!"
	"Dad!!!!"
	"Sandi, please!  Job's are hard to come by and if I can find
one I should take it, no matter where it is, like you said it only
mattered if we were together!"
	"But I meant that...."
	"I know how you meant it, I also know that it applies here
too!  Sandi please you've got to understand, I'm trying to do what's
best for us, both of us!"
	"When?" I said softly almost in tears.
	"If we go, it will be after you finish this school year."
	"Dad, I don't want to go!  All my friends are here!"
	"I know honey, but...we've got to roll with the punches if we
want to survive," he said softly turning my head so he could look at
me.  Using his thumbs he wiped my tears away telling me "Everything's
going to be all right!"
	"How can you say that, it's not going to be all right!"
	"Sandi, come on honey, don't act like this, all I'm saying is
that its a possibility, it might not even happen."
	"But you wouldn't mind if it did would you?"
	"Truthfully Sandi, no I wouldn't!"
	"Why?  How can you say that you and Mom, spent nearly your
whole time in these walls!"
	"Sandi, please...."
	"How?"
	"Sandi, there's too many memories here, good and bad.  I've
been fooling myself that I could stay here all these years.  I need a
new start, a fresh break!"
	"Without me?"
	"Of course not!  Sandi, every morning I get up for you!  Not
because of where my work is, not because I like working twelve hours
hunched over a drawing board, not because I want to go fighting
through traffic, but because I love you!
	"Without you, I don't know what I'd do!"
	"That's so sweet," I said touching his chin.
	"It's the truth Sandi, you mean everything to me!"
	"Bob, I love you too!  Your right; I can make new friends, but
I'm going to miss Melanie alot, but as long as we're together I
suppose it will be bearable...as long as we can keep the sleeping
arrangements!"
	"I don't mind them as much as I did before!" he told me
smiling.  It was wondeful seeing him smiling like he was and even
though my face was still stained slightly with tears I kisssed him.
	"Come on," I said pulling him to the top of my bed.  "Let's
take a little nap!"
	"Sandi!"
	"Come on," I told him throwing my shirt aside.  "I'm tired and
I want to know you'll be here for me."
	"Sandi, you know I will!"
	"Then come and lie down beside me," I said taking my jeans off
and throwing them towards the floor; leaving my panties, and the
tampon on I got under the covers.  "Come on Bob.  I'd like to get a
little sleep before I make us some dinner!"
	"All right," he said softly standing up, then he stripped down
to his shorts and went to climb into bed.  I held up a finger and he
stopped in his tracks.
	"Shorts too remember!"  Reluctantly he dropped them, and I
opened the covers for them and slid over to the far side of the bed so
there was room for him.  Fortunately it was only a single mattress so
it wasn't that big and we had to be as close as possible.  I turned on
my side and he cuddled up against my back wrapping an arm over me as I
melted into his body.
	I held onto his arm, and whispered "Thank you!" and he kissed
the back of my head.  "I love you Bob!" I whispered before drifting
off to sleep.
	It was about half an hour before I woke up and Bob still had
his arm wrapped around me.  It was such a warm loving position, it
made me feel so good inside.  I rolled over the best I could so that I
was facing him.
	"Haven't you slept," I asked after kissing his lips.
	"No, I wasn't overly tired."
	"Oh Bob, and you lied here with me the entire time anyway?" 
 	"Yes," he said smiling.
	"I love you!"  I slipped an arm over his waist resting my hand
on his ass and kissed him.  "Your so sweet to me."
	"Sandi, I do it because your my daughter nothing more."
	"Isn't there anything I can do to change your mind about that,
not tonight now though I don't exactly feel very much up to making
love, it's that time of the month I'm afraid, but if there's anything
else I can do for you..." he gave me a strange look for a second.
	"That's why you're wearing panties, I was wondering what
changed your mind!"
	"I can take them off, but...."
	"It's all right, it's better if you keep them on."
	"Is there anything I can do for you, and I mean anything!"
	"Sandi...."
	"I love you so much!" I said before I started kissing his
lips, then his neck and down to his chest.  "Let me show you!"
	"Sandi, stop it would you!"
	"I don't want to," I told him kissing further down his body
pushing the covers down with me; kissing his hairy chest until it got
more and more hairier.
	"Sandi!"
	"Shhh....  I want to do this for you," I whispered glancing up
at him before kissing his testicles.  "I love you so much!"
	"Sandi!"
	"Shhh..." I said starting to squeeze his soft penis.  Then I
kissed the head of his penis, before taking the head into my mouth.
	"Sandi, please, don't use your mouth!"
	"I want to!"
	"Please Sandi!"
	"But I love you, and I want to do it."
	"Sandi please," he said, and there was something to the way he
said it, that made me feel so...so God I can't even describe how it
made me feel, there were so many emotions in that instant.  Love,
hate, pity, need, desire, and something that I couldn't even identify,
it all welled up in my stomach tying it in knots.  	"All right," I
said softly before kissing the inside of his thigh.  "I won't, not
until you want me to!"
	"Thank you," he said as I started fingering his testicles and
stroking his penis.  I kept up fondeling him, kissing his thighs and
the hairy patch just above his penis and even though I didn't take it
in my mouth, I rubbed it all over my face and neck while I told him
that loved him over and over.
	His testicles drew up and I whispered "Cum for me Bob!"  And
with a groan he did, all over my face.  I laughed and grinned at him
smiling.  I was so happy!  I kissed all around him cleaning up all of
his delicious love.  Then I used my fingers and cleaned it off my face
and then sucked my fingers clean, one by one.
	Then I slid back up his body and kissed his lips telling him
again "I love you Bob!"  Then I kissed him more, and more.  It was
like I couldn't get enough of him, but then there was a scent in the
air, and it wasn't coming from either of us.  It was food, cooking.
	"What the hell?"
	"Sandi!"
	"Well, who would be cooking, and who would come into the
house."
	"Did you tell Melanie not to come over tonight?"
	"I didn't see her."
	"Then that's probably her, and I don't think it would be
appropriate if she caught us together like this, it's bad enough we
are together here like this at all."
	"I like being here like this!"
	"I had a feeling about that," he said smiling.  "Should I go
down first or will you?"
	"I don't want to!  I just want to lie here with you in my
arms!"
	"Sandi!"
	"All right, I'll go and tell her not to bother, you wait here
for me, ok?"
	"I think I should be getting up to."
	"Ahhh...do you think we'll really have to move Bob?"
	"Sandi...I just don't know.  We might, that's all I can say."
	"All right," I smiled and kissed his lips.  "Well, I suppose
we're just going to have to roll with the punches," I said with a
laugh "that's the way you frazed it wasn't it?"
	"You better get down stairs," he said letting out a little
grin.
	"Ok," I said slipping from the bed with another kiss.  I
grabbed my robe and pulled it on loosely, leaning over and kissing his
forehead.
	Slipping into the kitchen I tied my robe tight as Melanie was
working over some pots.  "Mel."
	"Sandi," she said with a start, "what the hell are you doing,
I didn't hear you come in!"
	"I was up stairs, I can finish cooking dinner, I hadn't
realized that you came in.  I figured that since you and Jack were
away from school today...that you wouldn't show up."
	"Jack's home sick, I was with Dan, he picked me up while I was
walking to school, asked me to skip, and we spent the day in the back
seat of his car.  He's in the dining room right now!  I didn't think
it would hurt if he came with me, we're going to go out for dinner and
a movie."
	"What's your mother say about all the attention your giving
them?"
	"What do I...."
	"Hi Sandi," Dan said coming into the kitchen holding a can of
pop.
	"Hi Dan," I said softly while Melanie put the lid on a pot.
  	"Come here you," she said grasping his shirt and tugging him
close and kissing his lips.  "God I love this guy!" she said looking
at me.
	"Mmm, it certainly appears so!" I said as he grabbed her and
started tickling her sides.  She fell backwards into his arms laughing
and then leaned back and they kissed.  "You two can go and start
dinner early, I'll finish up."
	"Thanks," Dan said looking at me.
	"Sandi I should...."
	"Come on honey," Dan said tugging on Melanie, "she's giving us
a chance to get out of here sooner, which means a little more time
together, so lets go!"
	"I should finish...."
	"Come on my little teddy, lets go!"
	"Dan, I should finish...."
	"Go on, get out of here you two, go have fun together!"
	"I'll meet you out at the car, Ted!" Dan said unwrapping
himself from Melanie and moving to the front door.
	"I guess I should be going then!" Melanie said looking at me.
	"Yes, Ted?"
	"Remember that teddy of yours I wore for him?"
	"Oh," I said softly, grinning "well I'll see you later Teddy!"
	"I haven't seen or heard from your Dad so...."
	"Ok, thanks, I'll see you tomorrow at school won't I?"
	"Probably, unless Dan wants to do something really special,
but he's got school too, so I doubt it."
	"Ok, then I'll see you tomorrow!" I said following her to the
front door.
	"Yep," she said and quickly ran to Dan's car got in.  The
first thing she did was kiss him, then wave good-bye to me.  Then they
were gone.
	"Was that Dan," Bob asked standing behind me.
	"Yeah, there going out to dinner and a movie!  They really do
make kind of a cute couple don't you think?"
	"I suppose," he said as I closed the door.  "But where does
Jack fit in?"
	"I don't know," I said turning around to give him a kiss.
"But she probably's got a big place in her heart for him too, Dan's
maybe a bit bigger but...."
	"And what about you, where do you fit in to her picture?"
	"I don't know, kind of a left over I suppose!  But I like my
picture better the way it is, with only you in it!" I said smiling and
giving him a hug.  "I'm really glad your growing that beard for me, it
looks so good on you already.  I could just eat you up!"
	He stroked his chin and smiled, "you really think so?"
	"Yes, it makes you look more manly."
	"Manly, eh?"
	"Yes!  Your starting to look like a real stud!"
	"A stud?"
	"Umm mmm!"
	"Come here you," he said grabbing me by my waist and pulling
me close to him and kissed me, so long and delicious, and the tingles
he gave me were something else in themselves that set every nerve on
fire with desire for him.
	"You turn me on so much," I whispered nearly out of breath.
  	"Well-uh-What's for dinner?"
	"I'm not totally sure, I think I saw corn, and some sort of a
meat dish!"
	"That sounds good."
	"Not as good as you naked!" I said with a little giggle.
	"You've got a one track mind don't you?"
	"Only when it comes to you!" I said holding his hand as we
went into the kitchen.  "Now what do you say we see what Mel's made
us?"
	"All right."
	It looked good and tasted even better.  After dinner I did the
rest of my homework, and smiled at about seven o'clock taking the tape
of me and Mel down to the living room where Bob was sitting reading
the paper.
	I put the tape on and sat down in his lap kissing his hairy
cheek and wrapping my arms around his neck.  He watched it, and I was
content with holding and kissing him, and occasionally glancing at the
screen to see how far Melanie was along.
	When it was over we both got into some quite heavy kissing and
petting (well I did anyway, towards him, he didn't really touch me
other than with his lips.)
	"I want you," I whispered to him.
	"Sandi, we can't," he panted in my ear, kissing my cheek.
	"Why not, we both want to be closer to each other?"
	"Because Sandi," he said stopping the kissing and pulling back
from me.  "It just wouldn't be right!"
	"Bob, I want you so much, please, take me up to bed and make
love to me!"
	"Sandi no!" he said nearly shouting in my ear.
	"Fine," I huffed getting up off of him, before trudging up to
our bedroom and going to sleep.  The morning came and we still weren't
on very good talking terms.  I wasn't sure any longer what I could do
to convince him to actually make love to me.
	I had been wearing him down that was true enough, but it was
going so slowly and I wanted him so badly.  Every morning since I
started sleeping with him in the bed, every cell of my body wanted to
jump on his morning erections and make love to him.
	I skipped practice again for my appointment that Bob had made
me for the gynecologist and I got some birth control pills but, I left
feeling so disappointed I had to wait a little over a month before I
could trust them.  But I was told that my hymen had actually already
been sort of torn apart by my gymnastics so he doubted that there
would be any discomfort for my first time.
	Wednesday was kind of boring and I did go to practice, and the
coach was really pissed off at me, he complained that the police had
been called and he had spent a good part of Sunday and Monday in jail.
It didn't bother me, until he told me that he still expected me to pay
up on our little bet.
	As soon as practice was done, I didn't even take the time to
shower, I just changed and got out as quickly as I could.  At home
there was a rental car sitting outside of our place, it was a limo and
had a shaufer in the front waiting.  I didn't know what to think about
that, until I got inside.
	The tape that I had made with Mr Talbert was playing and two
voices were talking softly about it, Bob being one of them.  "Bob," I
questioned and then the tape stopped.
	"Sandi, is that you honey?"
	"Yes, who else would it be?" I asked sarcastically as he came
out to the front door.
	"Sandi be good Mr. Athernot is here!"
	"Isn't he the one that owns the place that you worked for?"
  	"Yes!"
	"Then give me a kiss or I'll scream!"  He did it was so
wonderfully soft and still hard and needy.  "Make love to me or I'll
scream," I said wearing a nice devilish grin.  He glared at me for a
second and then pulled my hand.
	"Sandi, this is Mr. Athernot, Mr. Athernot, this is my
daughter Sandi!"
	"It's nice to meet you Miss."
	"Just call me Sandi, please," I told him shaking his hand.
	"You were very...brave doing what you did Mis...Sandi."
	"What did I do?"
	"He means the tape Sandi."
	"Oh."  I already knew what they were talking about but it
didn't explain why he was here.  "Are you going to give my father his
job back?"
	"Right to the point, eh?  Well, I'm afraid its not that
simple!"
	"Sure it is, there's the tape," I said motioning to the table
where the recorder sat "it proves my father wasn't responsible for the
missing money."
	"Yes, but I'm afraid its not enough proof!"
	"What the hell more do you need, you've got a complete
confession!"
	"But we need more proof than, that, where he's got the money
hidden, how did he get it in the first place, where were the accounts
that he dumped it into."
	"Sandi, there's two ways we can do this, we can go through all
the books and try to find where he dumped it or..." Bob said looking
at me before trailing off.
	"Or we can go the direct route, you can talk some more
information out of him."
	"Shrewd aren't you Mr. Athernot?"
	"What ever it takes to save my company from little rats like
Charlie!"
	"Well, I told him that next time I saw him I would...screw
him!"
	"We realize that, that's why we want you to volunteer for it,
we're not going to force you!"
	"You don't have to do anything you don't want Sandi, we can go
through the books!" Bob said concerned.
	"Will this get my father completely off?"
	"Yes!"
	"Sandi...."
	"Then I'll do it."
	"Sandi!"
	"No, I'm going to do it, because it has to be done, if you try
going through the books and come up empty...this is the best way to do
it!"
	"Sandi, please!"
	"When do we do it?"
	"As soon as possible, he hasn't called you yet has he?"
	"No!"
	"Then maybe you should go pay him a visit during the day
sometime while he's working!  It will minimize the chance of
him...doing anything!"
    "Fine, we'll do it tomorrow, is that all right?"
	"We should be set up for that time."
	"Good, the sooner we get this over and get back to normal the
better!"
	"Fine, then I'll see you both tomorrow, around two-thrity!"
  	"Sandi's got school tomorrow!"
	"I'll skip!" I said bringing an end to the discussion.  We
walked Mr. Athernot to the door and let him out and we're silent for a
good half an hour before I started cooking dinner (in there need for
privacy they had given Melanie the day off.)
	In bed that night I kissed and cuddled him and told him "I'm
scared!"
	"You don't have to go through with tomorrow!"
	"I do, if I don't...well I'm going to but that's not all that
I'm worried about," I said rolling onto his chest.
	"What else are you worried about?"
	"You know how much I want you to make love to me."  After a
second he nodded.  "I've been saving that for you!  Even though I've
had my damn coach wanting to be my first, I could have shared Dan or
Jack with Melanie, but I didn't...because I want you to be my first.
I've known that for the last six-months, that you're going to be my
first lover, and my last.
	"Tomorrow, I'll be with Charlie, and he'll expect me to...put
out.  I don't want him to be my first...that honor belongs to you and
no one else.  Bob, I want you to make love to me now, before some one
else makes me!"
	"Sandi, honey, no one else will make you, I promise, and you
should be with others not me, I'm your father."
	"I know that, I also know that I want you to be my first man,
the only man that I'll ever love as much as I do right now!  I want
you to have the greatest gift I can give you, I want you to have my
virginity!"
	"Sandi please, we can't!"
	"You've been saying that all along, but never why we can't!"
"Your my daughter!"
	"That's not a reason, because I'm also a woman..." I said
standing up and stripping off my panties and throwing them away.
"...A woman who wants to feel you inside of her.  A woman that loves
you so much that living without you would be nothing more than an
eternal heart ache.  A woman who wants to make love to you."  I sat
down on his chest and waited for him to say something, anything.  I
waited for him to reach up and claim me, and make love to me.
	"I love you Bob," I whispered lying down on his chest, but he
still didn't say anything, he just laid there and watched me, while I
occasionally kissed his neck.
	We never made love, I slept on top of him waiting for him to
slide me down onto him, but it never came.  We showered together,
soaping each other, but he never touched my pussy.  And I wanted him
to do it so much, but even though he didn't I took very special care
of him.
	I washed every inch of him lovingly, so much so that it was
often accompanied by a kiss, on the freshly cleaned area.  I dried him
off with the same loving affection, getting on my knees infront or
behind him when ever it was required or standing on my tip toes to dry
his face and beard.
	I knew I had the most handsome man in the world in my care,
and I treated him as such.  Loving and adoring him all the more.  He
wiped me down very quickly, but still quite tenderly, ignoring my
pussy again.
	When we got out of the bathroom it was nearly ten o'clock, but
he didn't say anything about me going to school, so I pulled him back
to bed.  I wanted to feel him between my thighs and his weight on top
of me so much.  "What are you doing?" he asked softly as I pulled his
hand on the bed.
	"I want you to lie on top of me!" I told him straight out.
	"Sandi...all right," he said softly pulling his hand away from
me.  "Just a minute!"  Then he went to his dresser and pulled out a
pair of underwear and slipped them on.
	"Do you have to wear those?"
	"If you want...."
	"All right," I said wearily tugging him into bed.  Then he
did, he lied right on me, and I wrapped my legs around his waist.  "I
love this!  There's only one thing that would make it perfect."
	"What's that?"
	"Take the shorts off and give me what I want!"
	"Sandi!"
	"It was just a suggestion!"
	"What would you like to do today, just the two of us?" I gave
him a little look and kissed his lips.  "Besides that!"
        "How about a picknic?"
	"We can do that!  Where would you like to go?"
	"I don't care," I said squeezing him with my legs.  Then I
slid my hands down his back and into his shorts so that I was cupping
his ass.  He didn't move away but kissed my lips. I held onto him and
returned his kiss squeezing his ass with my hands.
	His tongue snaked out into my mouth and with mine I played
with him, swirling our tongues together, tasting each other. It was so
wonderfully sensual, I shifted because I wanted more, but he backed
off, sitting down beside me, saying "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to...."
	"Come here and do it again!" I told him running a hand up and
down his chest.
	"Sandi!"
	"Then tell me why?  Why can't we?"
	"Sandi, I don't feel like...it's not right!"
	"Why?  I deserve an answer, if we're going to get past this
your going to have to tell me!  One way or the other!"
	"Sandi, I just can't!"
	"Why not?  There's nothing wrong with you physically, I know
that much.  The amount of times that you've had erections for me, and
you've shown me you don't have a problem with orgasms, twice!  So what
is it?"
	"Sandi!"
	"Tell me or make love to me, your choice!"
	"Sandi, lets not talk about this any more, please!"
	"No, Bob I want an answer!"
	"Not right now Sandi, not today!"
	"Then when?  When somebody's raped me out in the street and
you can't be my first.  When my coach forces himself on me and I can't
get away.  After I end up having to fuck Charlie for you?  When?
When!"
	"Sandi, please don't talk like that!"
	"Like what telling you the truth!  I want you to be my one and
only lover, and you won't tell me what's bothering you so I can help
you with it!"
	"Sandi, I've got to deal with it myself, before I can even
talk to you about it!"
	"Bob, I want you to share yourself fully with me, not just
physically but all of it.  I want you to know you can lean on me!"
	"Sandi, I know your trying to help but you've just got to
trust me!"
	"Answer me one question!"
	"What?"
	"Have you at least been thinking about making love to me?"
	"Sandi!"
	"Please, tell me that much, have you?"
	"I-I-I've been debating it!"
	"You have," I asked grinning.
	"I don't know why, or how, but yes--I have been!"
	"That's wonderful!"
	"No its not.  I shouldn't be thinking about it at all your my
daughter."
	"I'm your woman, and your my man, that's all you need to
know!"
	"Sandi!"
	"Shhh..." I hissed covering his lips with my fore-finger. Then
with my other hand I dug into his underwear to claim my prize, which I
cupped and held onto.  "I love you!  I want you to enjoy my body, and
I want to enjoy yours.  I want to feel your skin pressed tight against
mine.  I want to feel your lips against mine.  I want to feel you
inside me Bob!"
	"Sandi!"
	"Bob!  I love you!"
	"You've been saying that all your life, how do you mean it now
Sandi?  As my daughter or...."
	"I mean it as you being a man and me being a woman!"
	"Oh, Jesus Sandi!  Why do you have to make things so hard!"
	"I don't make them hard, you do!"
	"Oh Sandi!"
	"Make love to me!"
	"No," he said getting up off of the bed.  "I can't!"
	"Can't or won't!" I countered as he started to dress.
	"Won't!"
	"But I want you..." I said and he turned to look at me  and I
touched my heart "...here..." and then cupped my pussy "...and here!"
	"Sandi!"
	"Bob, please!"
	"Sandi...go get dressed!"
	"Bob!"
	"Go on Sandi!"  I did, reluctantly though.  I dressed in the
tightest, shortest jean shorts that I had, they went up so high that
they stuck nearly in my ass crack.  Then I put on a top that barely
had enough cloth to cover my nipples, and I went to him.
	He whistled and then as if catching himself said "Don't you
think that's a little flirtatious?"
	"I don't know, does it turn you on?"
	"Should it?"
	"Yes!"
	"Well, you certainly got what you were aiming for!"
	"I did?"
	"Yes!"
	"Good," I said giving him a kiss.  He held me and gave me
another kiss, only a little longer.  His hands slid down to my ass and
gave me a little squeeze while pulling me tighter to him until he had
actually completedly lifted me off the ground and had my legs wrapped
around just below his butt.
	Then as if he thought he was doing something wrong he set me
down saying "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to...."
	"It's all right...."
	"No it's not!  I shouldn't have done it!"
	"Bob, believe me, it's all right," I whispered pressing myself
against his chest and giving it a little kiss.  "It's frustrating but
it's all right, I promise!"
	"Sandi, why is it all so simple to you?"
	"Because I know what I want and I'm not acting like a silly
man about it.  I want you, that's all I know, that's all I care
about!"
	"Sandi, don't you get it..." he said sitting me down on the
bed.  "It isn't as easy for us to do that, even if I could.  There's
the child-welfare department, they'd take you away from me if they
thought I was sexually involved with you.  Sandi, you mean more to me
than doing something foolish to lose you!
	"All they need is some report from a neighbohr about us acting
strangely about one another.  Sandi, it just can't happen!"
	"Bob, I don't care what anybody else thinks, all that matters
is what you think.  What I think!  Every thing else is irrelevant, Bob
I love you!  I'd do anything for you!"
	"Then stop trying to come on to me, stop sleeping in the same
bed as me, stop trying to touch me!"
	"I can't do that!"
	"Can't or won't?" he imitated.
	"Both, I love you too much to go back to living apart from you
like that!"
	"Sandi!"
	"Bob, I don't think I could live without sleeping next to you
at night!  Or worse knowing that you were sleeping alone, do you know
how much it hurts me to see you hurting, Bob I love you so much!  I
can't bear to see that!"
	"Sandi, where did my little girl go to?"
	"She's still here, and she fallen in love with you Bob!"
	"Sandi!  How can you say that?"
	"Say what, the truth