It could have hurt her," he said."Can I sleep with you when I am older?" she said."No. I was brought up to believe sex with your daughter is not right...," he said."Warrior isn't big. Can Warrior sleep with me?" she asked."No sex with your brother either and Warrior is too young for sex," he said."Anna said her father and brothers taught her to be a woman. Don't you love me?" she asked."I love you very much," he said."If I get scared, can I sleep with you?" she asked."Sure, we can love each other. But then, who else could I tell?"And if you chicken out on me and use our safe word, I'm going straighthome. That's a promise, Bony."I nodded submissively and bowed my head, hiding my blush, too humiliatedby the thought of what she had planned for the next three days,wondering if I could do it. The "Bony" was her cue to remember our safeword, which was "Waterloo." I was Bony not just because I was thin likea model but because I was the diminutive defeated one, the Napoleon,surrendering to. My left hand was free to do whatever it wanted to do. And that was exactly what it did.There was light traffic and as the sun rose, the roads were getting more and more active.“Could have taken the top off for you if there was not so much traffic,” she said sadly.“It’s ok, we will get there eventually,” I said more to myself than to her.“Can’t wait anymore”, she said and that’s all I wanted to hear.So I stopped touching her and concentrated on my driving. I rattled my brain and tried to. My cock was now swelling to the point where it was difficult to hide. I decided to walk out of the shop when my urge was really to go over there and pull the curtain back, undo my fly and thrust my cock deep inside her… give her what she was so obviously craving. I was standing outside trying not to think of what I had seen so that my arousal would subside. It did a little but was still uncomfortable and I knew I would soon have to find somewhere to relieve the tension. After about five.