“If you had your Santa chair I guess I could sit on your knee and find out now, but, I don’t see one here….” Putting the tire on the floor I r...olled it toward the front of the building. “Follow me!” I said adding a good Ho Ho Ho just for effect! She laughed. Off to one side of the front room under a pile of boxes was a large throne I had personally made. I put the tire against the front door, walked over and moved a few of the boxes and removed the blanket from the chair and heard her. The kids called and sent cards, but it had been forever since they had been in for a visit. She spent a lot of time by herself these days. Her flowers were her solace.Not an unattractive woman by any matter of means, Sarah had allowed the sprinkling of gray to invade her short, swept back, brunette hair. Over the last seven years it had gone almost entirely silver, but despite that fact she had only a few wrinkles about the eyes and her attractive face remained pleasant to gaze upon. She ate. "I can do that. Not as enthusiastic as the other sluts, but I can do that." Kim replied."I wonder how Sarah made out today?" Margaret asked."I think she did pretty good. She was upstairs with me later in the evening after Kevin left." So. Once you did black, you going to go back?" Margaret said with a smile."Kevin is good. He's a real jackhammer. He's young and energetic. And this is all new to him. But your David could teach him a few things. Like how to walk down the hill." Kim said with a. .. Ben, I swear, I had never had thoughts like that before.”“But... ?”He paused again, not as long as the first time.“But, I started thinking about ... Natalia.”“Oh shit, Sam.”“Yeah. Oh shit. I tried to stop. I tried to put it out of my mind. But the thoughts just kept coming. Was what the psychologist told me really true? If a dad were to jerk off in his daughter’s underwear, could it be ... just because he liked how the material felt? Could a dad actually do that ... without having sexual.