He looked back at me as I entered the shower cubicle.I pushed the button and let the water fall over me, as I heard the door close.It was two days lat...er and I had still not been able to make him want me. Somehow I had to get him to realise that it was OK to fuck his own daughter, that his daughter actually wanted him to fuck her. I really needed him to want me, sexually. My next opportunity happened when I was pulling hay to feed the horses. We only had two horses and we used them to ride. “Buddy, are you alright thinking about the different ways we would be together? Maybe that movie was a bit much to understand. It is so different when there are mutual feelings of joy for both when in a good relationship. And don’t worry, we will not go any farther than you are ready to,” Brian comforted him.“Thanks, Brian. I guess I haven’t thought of what it all meant. I am still trying to work out how attracted I am to you. Kissing you, what we did yesterday, and rubbing against you. He lifted the soft woolen blanket from the back and reached around to undo my belt and button on my denims, easing my zipper all the way down, he inserted his hand and felt my tummy.It was warm to the touch and he soothed it along its length, stopping occasionally to probe a finger, feeling for tautness and any discomforture, I may feel with his probing, to which I would reply, 'No'.He eased my top up to my brassiere and ran his fingers along the ridges created by my tight fitting denims, 'You. For pudding I would serve a forest fruit pavlova with lots of whipped cream. Whilst You were eating I would make sure I was at hand to keep Your glasses topped up and for any task that You may set me.After each course I would clear away and then wash up after You had finished the meal. I would then make myself available for You and Your friends’ play.At Your desire I imagine I would be strapped over Your coffee table at first for the delectation of You and the other Mistresses, taking turns to.