Immediately he seemed to feel better but promised me he would not touch me like that again. I hate to say it but I felt so disappointed at hearing tha...t. Things pretty much went back to normal after that ( well, as normal as our house could be) except dad wouldn't shave me anymore. He did coach me through it and watched me while I did it though. But I don't think he trusted himself to touch me. Life went on and I was still wearing what I should, getting home when I should & cooking & cleaning. I didn't much feel like hunting, and aside from spending some time cooking, and showing the girls how I liked to cook, there wasn't a lot to do other than fetch water every so often. A project I started during this time was felting. "What the hell is felting?" you may ask. Well, if you carefully cut the hair off of a skin, comb it out and lay it left to right, then do the same in another layer going top to bottom, and grease up each layer with soap, and repeat this a few times, you can then. "And she and strode into the room, with the liquid movements of a cat."You were so long, I just had to come and find out why. And that pose isso sexy, I nearly came watching you prepare," she said standing beforeme, hands on hips and legs slightly splayed.Her hand slid off her hips across her belly and down to her clit.With no hint of self-consciousness, she began to lightly stroke herselfwatching me as she pleasured herself."Mmmm, that's so good and I'm so wet, I hope you have the bar in."I. I am a victim of circumstances all over again. This shit just keeps happening to me and I am the victim of it all. I been trying to stay out of trouble because you being so tight assed about such things and all. I have been doing my level best not to piss you off. Because one thing I know for sure is that you never want to piss off a judge when you got to appear in front of him. You know that your own self.So let me tell you what happened in my own words that is more honest than that lying cop.