Slowly, deliberately she leant down touching the floor between her feet, showing you the prize that lay between them, totally oblivious to the rest of... the room, to me, watching just as intently. That was it. You strode forward, and clasped your hands possessively around her waist, your bodies moving together, your crotch thrusting frantically at the curve of her ass as it bumped against you, her head craning back to meet your impassioned kiss, your tongues meeting. You were turned so your back. I began to grow hot as he rubbed me downstairs. My underwear grew wet. It made me aroused to feel so foolish. I had walked into a trap. The doctor was aroused also. He began to sweat and shiver. I knew he wanted me even before he he brought me close to him. It was a sensitive movement. He knew I cold fight and struggle, and he brought me to him carefully. I stepped without a mind. It was hard not to step away. The doctor took down my underwear and fondled me further. It began to. I have already gone through two broken relationships, being away for so long. It is understood, who would expect a woman to be that patient in putting up with long absences – unless she really was special, and that’s my Deborah, I don’t known how she puts up with me but I know one thing, it makes me love her all the more and I am absolutely besotted by her, and for me to seriously consider giving up the reporting lark and settling down to being just a writer – like doing my work from home with. "Yeah, I talked to your mom about it while you were at school and she said we could do whatever we wanted. So I figured if you really wanted to get a tattoo I should take you to get it before she could change her mind," I said."You mean it Daddy? You're really going to let me get my tattoo?" she asked still not really believing what was going on."Yes I mean it. Now lets go inside and get you your birthday present," I said."Ok," She cried out happily and all but jumped out of the car and ran.