I could feel my face blushing scarlet as he looked at me in a way that was not the way an Uncle looks at his niece. He moved around Dad and hugged me ...to him, his hand going round the cheeks of my bum and squeezing. “Well, George,” he laughed. “Looks like our little girl is all grown up.” Then he smacked my bottom hard as he moved away from me and went on into the living room. “Dad,” I said, almost whispering. “Why did you bring him of all people?” “I thought you would be happier with someone. She was in her room at the beach house. Her head rested softly on her pillow and the bright glare of the morning sun cast piercing beams across the room. She sighed again and grinned, feeling a bit sheepish. There was no boat. No water. She’d simply been dreaming. She started to bring her hands to her face to rub her eyes when she suddenly froze and realized that one of her dreamed sensations from the boat was still very present. She swallowed hard as it finally hit her what was happening and. Jason was near. Her back still stung, but it was a far cry from the agony she’d experienced at the time the injuries were in the making. Her hand snaked down between her thighs to gingerly touch herself, barely brushing a fingertip along the little petals of her sex. That didn’t really hurt at all, but the memory of what he’d done to her made her wince anyway. What had he cut, when he’d done that? She hugged the pillow tighter, then opened her eyes again.Jason snapped awake and looked towards. But I too felt pride in knowing I was forwarding their careers and doing my part for medical professionalism. Also, I'm getting used to having clothed girls keep me horny with no orgasmic release. It's torture but I kind of get off on that.Vicky: Funny you should say that. That's the one thing I experienced too! I mean I got great oral satisfaction, but my pussy kept getting creamier and hotter. But with no physical stimulation ( like fingers, sex-toy or cock ) it was tantalizingly hot and I.