The house was dark, but I could see a sliver of light coming from my sister’s bedroom. She was usually home by now, but she always closes her door. ...I slowly walked forward, daring not to breathe, and as I got closer I heard a slicking sound. Some low mumble and a muffled “mm-hmm.” As I approached her bedroom door, I could see plain as day, her pale thin 15 year old body naked less a black g-string, answering my original question. She was on her knees and he head was bobbing up and down in some. I feel like I am going to pass out! Can he tell that I have been fantasizing about him in my dreams?He's walking, picking up a rose that someone has tossed on the other side of the stage. Oh goodness, he's walking back with the rose in his hand. He hands me the rose; I gasp and reward him with a soft, shy smile as he moves down the stage, singing the opening notes of a song about loving and leaving someone behind.I can't believe it! One of the security guards just walked over to me and gave me. Dressed in those skimpy pink pajamas, it was all too obvious that my little girl was developing quickly. I realized that other men might even think she looked sexy.I certainly didn’t think of her in those terms. She was my daughter and she was only fourteen!The nightmare was repeated several more times in the weeks that followed. It didn’t seem to matter what I drank or how much. My beautiful new wife would help me up the stairs, tuck me into bed, and kiss me goodnight.The dream would recur. But when I was notin view of anyone, I would pull it out and play with it.I soon realized I loved stroking my dick while driving.It only took about 10 minutes to be at the interstate. Iheaded north and started looking for the right car andgirl. I did about 7 mph over the speed limit and was catchingplenty of cars. I had my dick out slowly stroking ituntil I passed a vehicle, then I would cover it up. I wasrock hard now in anticipation. I passed many men, manyfamilies and some single women in.