Heather had on a white thong that left little to be hidden."Do you think I look good daddy?" She came over to me and gave me a hug. "I think you look ...absolutely beautiful, lovergirl." Ummm, daddy? I don't want to go out to dinner, I can just fix us something for dinner. I just want to be with you tonight if that's ok." "Of course it is sweetheart, why don't you go pick out a movie and we can just relax at the house tonight." Thank you daddy, you're so cool!" She gave me a big kiss on the cheek. Please tell me it was worth it." Coach, it's worth it." Don't show up for practice until the stitches are out and your doctor has said it's okay to play," he said, getting back to business. "We need you on the team, but we need you healthy. There's twelve weeks of the season left and you'll be healthy for at least half of them. And Brian. You know I'll find out the whole story eventually. You can come and tell me any time."Whitney, of course, had to leave for class at MHS, but IUSB classes. That´s how it all started, I had picked out a sexy red pair and slipped them on. The feeling of having the thong bit riding tight up the crack of my ass had been such a wonderful feeling that I just couldn´t stop. Before she was due home, I would always end up masturbating, as the feeling was so intense. Since our divorce though I had had to go out and get my own panties to carry on my secret fetish. I was too embarrassed to walk up to the checkout and buy some, so had started to go in lingerie. Before I could tell her just how much I wished she was about to have my cock, she added, “Karl says he wishes it could be yours too!” The phone call ran through my mind all night. I had to see Almira soon, very soon. The project was my swan song. My last project before I hung up my PC and retired, enabling me to spend more time looking after June, helping her battle against the brain damage and disability sliced into her by the car crash over ten years ago. Financially I’d done the arithmetic.