Finally Michael rose, gently extricating himself from his pretty teenage daughter. I need a shower now he said. Me too! said Amber, looking down at h...er messy cunt, her juices slowly dripping down her shapely legs. We should shower together! she said. Ok baby girl said Michael as they both walked across to the master bedroom and its large shower. Michael, stared at his daughters jiggling, bouncing breasts as she walked next to him. Amber smiled up at him saying Do you really love my tits as. “Are you still married?” I asked, deciding to come straight out with it. “Yes, why?” he queried “In that case I’ll leave now. You didn’t know but I won’t do anything with you while you’re married. So, you’ve wasted my time and yours,” I replied, tersely and began to rise. “Even if she knows?” Ben said quickly, “Even if she told me to get in touch with you? Even if she wants to be in the room with us?” I stopped dead in my tracks. My mind was completely blank, as though it could not comprehend. For a few more weeks, every new gift was accompanied with a picture showing her wearing whatever it was, panties, stockings, even a bra.The last day of school before spring break was also the day dad left for a two week business trip. I rushed home, now conditioned to expect something from mom. Curiously, there was nothing new in my drawer. I thumbed through the stack of lingerie. Tucked towards the bottom I felt the edge of a Polaroid. One I had missed, I thought. I remember feeling. SO, please refrain from engaging me on some "Hello, I'm white and I love BBC" type of nonsense, because not only is it an immediate "turn off", but it's the fastest way for you to be ignored. You being "white" and liking to have sex with black men, is not something I get turned on about, nor care about. YOU MIGHT VIEW MY BLACKNESS AS JUST SOMETHING TO SATISFY YOUR SEXUAL NEEDS or FULFILL YOUR DESIRES, but my blackness means more than just a "really good time in your bed" to me. So don't.