But those lines are thin (not when it comes to kids and animals though) and change through time.Personally I don’t like to write about a father and ...his daughter. It is something that I never would do, but what if I happen to get a step-daughter that is already twenty years old? Would I be tempted if it was the right kind of girl?I like to explore that side of me in my stories. I try to write as realistic as possible and that’s why I began to use real characters. All the characters you will read. After I had finished and lay relaxed and close to sleep, Charley came into my room and gave me the tenderest of kisses and a lovely goodnight hug which brought soothing sleep at last. He is wonderful, my Charley.That led to one of our sex question and answer periods, which I propose from time to time. He doesn't ask much usually. I make a point of answering everything completely honestly. Sometimes our most pointed questions come when we are in the darkroom together. I guess it is easier for. They finished off there drinks then went and picked up there takeaway drinks the had bought earlier. I was again pleased to see 2 bottles of rum and plenty of coke. And a bottle of cheap bubbly. We headed outside and they told me where they were staying but said we couldn’t really go back there and drink and fuck all night because some of the guys staying there had to leave early in the morning. I thought about taking them home but decided I didn’t like that idea well not without hubby being. *** He opened the door, and there she was. In the flesh, she looked slightly different from the picture he had in his mind’s eye, but the animation of the previously still image caused his spine to tingle. She, similarly, felt her body become tense at the sight of him. A cool breeze of possibility blew between them in an instant as she gave him a crooked smile and shrugged her shoulders slightly, her hands firmly planted in her pockets. He swept his arm in toward the foyer and said, ‘Come on.