"You need to go through sex-ed again, Greg. You get an 'F.'" I don't remember them ever talking about a girl's clit and if they did they didn't say mu...ch about it."Then, the words came out that changed everything."Would you like to see my present? I'll show you how it works."He looked at her, she was smiling, waiting for his answer which was "Sure."She turned on her heel and he followed her to her backdoor and they went up to her room. She went to her bedside table, opened it and brought out her. Sex with her was good though. It made her endearing. I lay with her afterward and told her “I want to make a movie with you.”She laughed “Aren’t you supposed to make empty promises before we go to bed together?” “Yeah, I suppose I am.” I enjoyed her company, she’s smart. I told her she was smart and wanted to work that in thinking there was a niche audience there. “I don’t fit into the naughty bookworm type.” She told me, which I already knew.“I meant smart. It had nothing to do with your. At first she didn't think anything about it until it began to move higher up her thigh. They had a blanket over them so no one saw what he was going. She sucked in a gasp of air as his finger touched her panties. He leaned over and whispered that she was so pretty and sexy and then she felt his finger under the leg band of her underwear. She froze as it began to stroke back and forth along her pussy.She breathed a sigh of relief when he suddenly pulled his hand away but that was short lived as. I smiled, or tried to.“You know, I saw you looking at me this morning.” She walked around the bar into the kitchen where I was. “I also saw you have to readjust yourself before you went into the sanctuary. I could see the bulge in your pants. It looked a lot like the one you have now.”I quickly attempted to hide my bulge with my hand. “Beth, this is very inappropriate. I am married. You are not only my best friend’s daughter, you are my pastor’s daughter. You have to leave.”The whole time I was.