Then very slowly her thoughts coalesced. "You know Will, for you to hear another's cry there has to be some sort of a connection. A bond between you."... I agree," interjected Valerie. "I'm sure that you and the young girl have some sort of bond." Bond?" I asked."I get it," said Tom. "Someone you know or have helped in some sort of way. Someone you've talked to." But," I disagreed, "I don't know any young children or have much of a contact with them ... let alone a young girl."Just then, to. Part of me wanted to go down and see if everything was okay, but another part wanted to clean my upstairs bathroom. I hadn't gotten to it yet and my daughters always left it a disaster. My decision made, I marched upstairs to do battle.How did my daughters wreck it so badly every morning? They left their towels and dirty clothes strewn about, a pair of Anabella's panties hanging from the back of the doorknob instead of the hamper that rested behind the door. I shook my head at that. Makeup lay. One day, I returned from my kickboxing class. It was hot that day. I returned at 7 pm. Didi usually takes an hour-long nap from 5-6 pm. But that day, she was still sleeping.After knocking for some time, she opened the door. I could feel that she was tired. She just went straight to her room and fell asleep. As mentioned earlier, my room, her room, and the bathroom were in a linear manner. So she never locked the door. That day too she didn’t lock the door.I entered her room then went to my. Mum seem to be attracted to my dick because as soon as she entered the shower she made a bee line for it saying "if that bitch Tili can play with it so can I" I protested "who told you that Tili played with it Mum?" Mum said, "When your Dad and I came back from the 'Womb' the place stunk like a cat house, it didn't need much to figure out what had been happening. At first I was angry at her for taking your cherry, she did didn't she?" I was stunned for a while then I said "Mum, several years.