Much more.They heard the roar and gurgle of a flushing toilet and he relaxed. Janey did too, a bit, and he slid a hand inward, over her hip and down t...o the barely accessible gap at the top of her thighs. Oh God! Her pussy! He had his hand on it for the first time. And it was wet."Nahh... Hannhh... Nannh," Janey sobbed and he suddenly realized that her face was wet with tears. But, more importantly, he realized also that her legs were no longer gripping his thigh. They had relaxed."Darling.... He used the bristles of the brush to lightly stroke up between my legs to that natural junction of them; right on my lips. Then he drug it up my crack, penetrating to the depths and stroking it over the rose bud, emerged up on the small of my back. I gasped out loud in a muffled cry to this sensation and shook uncontrollably as he ran the sable bristles over my most sensitive area. My knees almost buckled and I staggered forward just a little. I awaited a repeat but there was no sensation. "Dad?" Hmm?" I love it when you call me sweetie.... It sounds so feminine." "You're welcome, now of to bed with you."I cleaned off my makeup in the bathroom then undressed in my room. Iplaced the skirt and blouse in the laundry hamper, and then I washed outmy bra, panties and pantyhose in the sink and hung them on the towelrack. I showered and shaved everywhere again and then put on a freshpair of panties and put on my lavender nightie. I lay down and thoughtabout my day. As I recalled. I'm David, remember?" I told her hopingit would jog her memory."Oh my, it is you. I am so sorry, I didn't recognize you," sheapologized and looked me up and down while smiling. "Hmm, I wasright, you are very handsome, David." Thank you, you look very nice tonight, too. I like your top." I feltit was necessary to comment on her top. It was gorgeous on her, shortsleeved, shirt pink and yellow in colors that brought out her greatcompletion. "It really suits your complexion." Thank you. No man has.