I moved my hand up his leg, touching his crotch. I could feel that he was hard. Becoming yet more relaxed with me, he moved his hand up my skirt, soft...y rubbing my thigh and making contact with my thong. Suddenly, all those memories of my father entered my head, and I’m ashamed to say that I freaked out. I jumped up, saying, “No, I can’t do it. It’s too soon. I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” Noticing the tears in my eyes, Greg looked worried. He stood up. “What’s up, Tina?” “I can’t. It’s too. Nathan gave one more push and managed to force the bottom layer of branches through the front door, meaning the eight foot tree was finally inside. He followed suit and quickly closed the door as their toasty home began melting away the icicles he swore had started to form around his ears. As he looked up at his daughter she was busy removing her outer winter wear. Her woolly hat, gloves, and scarf were soon in a pile on the staircase; joined soon after by her faux-fur lined coat. He was once. More

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