He was built like a football player but dressed like a prep. He flashed her a perfect smile when he figured out she was awake. "Oh good you're awake."... He said as he helped her to sit up."What happened?" Moria asked blinking at him trying to figure who he was and if he had hit her with the football."Some frat boys hit you in the head with a football, laughed and ran off when I started yelling at them." He smiled again. "My name is Hank, Hank Barlow."Hank Barlow... Moria had heard that name. He hugged her close but resisted the temptation to kiss her hotly on the lips until later when they'd be out of the public eye."I hate it, Daddy," Pam said, "when we can't kiss and caress each other like we want to. I always long for your touch and your hot sexy kisses, Daddy, and I hate it when we have to act like we're just a father and daughter" Pam said as she looked longingly into Philip's eyes, wanting him to let her know how much he enjoyed their sexy lusty intimacy as well."Yes,. I got so tired of getting teased about it that when it started escalating, I started working out.While in high school I took up sports and helped build up my body. I also did weight lifting for upper body strength. I got in trouble for fighting quite often beginning in grade school. I didn't like people making fun of my family. It got me the reputation of being a trouble maker or some just called me a bad boy.On the weekends and during the summers I worked for the company. I'd hear wisecracks. I wanted to offer him something to drink. He walked to the window and admired the view. I stood behind him and put my hands on his shoulders. I felt his buttocks against my thighs. He must have felt my hardon on his lower back. He turned around slowly and we immediately kissed. I had to bend down, but our lips touched and moved against each other. My tongue slipped into his mouth and his tongue suddenly got active. We moved our tongue inside the each other’s mouth. We just kept staring at each.