The next morning, it was still cold and windy, but I went with Gus to sight in the Sharps. Even with the hearing protectors on, it made a deep rumblin...g sound. When he and the guide were satisfied with its performance, he let me try a shot. Lord, that thing really kicked! I managed to put the shot in the nine ring on the target, but I wasn't anxious to fire it again.It was arranged for us to go out on Wednesday, if the weather was OK. Their definition of OK was somewhat different from mine,. ‘Sweetie, are you staying here for Christmas or will you be going away?’ You looked up from your book, ‘I’ll be staying here, Daddy. This is my home now.’ I had smiled. ‘Of course. I’m glad, Darling. – Sweetie –’ ‘Yes, Sir.’ ‘I’d like you to move from your little room in the servant’s wing to the room next to mine here – the one that connects through that door. Would you like that?’ You looked up from your book. You paused. ‘Ok, Daddy. Yes. Can I see the room next door here?’ ‘Of course,. She smiled and hugged me and said “It’s OK Molly, we’ve all done it, you didn’t invent blowjobs. But who is it?”I said, like a stroppy teenager hiding the truth, “I dunno” and walked to my room in a huff.Ten minutes later, she came to see me. I could tell she was concerned or serious, because she entered my room very slowly, and stood by the door, while sat by my mirror doing my makeup, and pretending she wasn’t there.She said, “What do you mean ‘I dunno’?”I just ignored her and kept applying. She lets me linger as I stare at her, but not too long. Ever so gently she speaks, bringing me back to this realm and reminds me I'm still wearing my cotton panty-briefs. As I roll them down she asks for them. I take them to her and she lifts them to her wonderful face. They are damp, musky from the excitement that has leaked out of me and she seems to enjoy my aroma as she breathes in deeply.Tossing my panties aside she leans against me and our flesh touches for the first magical time. She is.