Then I removed their panties. Bethany made no bone about cooperating and spreading since I had been down there already but Gail seemed a little less w...illing to open up for her father’s inspection. Then I saw why, she was shaved completely bald and had the words ‘fuck me’ tattooed on her pussy mound. My daughter had a tattoo and I found it to be very interesting so I just had to ask her why. Gail explained that it was her husband’s idea soon after they were married and that she had been drunk at. I’m not going to take the clichéd way out and blame God. That’s too easy. I don’t know if God intended for her to be the way she is, or if He intended for her to kill her child, as part of some grand master plan. I am not even going to try to understand her. I heard that in her later years, she cried out for mercy. That she could be heard in her room screaming out to God for forgiveness. I wonder also if she’s sincere. How can she be remorseful if she doesn’t realize what she’s done? Is it a. "Come on," I whispered taking his hand and pulling him to his feet, "Looks like the waves are pretty high today, so Jen's not gonna be back in for awhile. Please?"Once we got back to the bedroom, Ryan took charge. He asked me one more time if I was sure, then it was down to serious business. "What was the last time you took a dump?" About half an hour ago." And you wiped good, right?" Sure." Probably not good enough. March into the bathroom, get a wet rag, and clean yourself, really well, and. I played it perfect, acting as if I just opened my door to go get my laundry and there she was. She mumbled something about she could come back later when my clothes were done. I tried to engage her in more conversation as she shyly moved away from me and strode down the hall. I recognized her now, she was a young twenty something living with her mom while going to college somewhere nearby. They lived two doors down from me on the opposite side. I had only seen her from a distance until now..