She said only one thing don’t stop Hemanth just give me few more… I took her to the inside of the under construction home in to the bathroom area... which has a visible cement bench area where I could just sit and asked her to sit on my thing…Harini sat on my lap and both of us are talking deep breath which is when I started by kissing her on forehead, she followed me and then her both cheeks, she followed me… Her neck and then again cheeks and then I was reluctant to touch her lips directly so. Pamela sat in the Love seat for a few minutes, sipping the champagne, she noticed the full-length mirror across from her. She got up and walked to the mirror and looked at her self. “Her lipstick was smeared a little but the woman in the mirror was impressive even to herself, the black outfit really made her look young? The fuck me shoes made her butt stick out like a bubble and the black outfit was very flattering.” Pamela stood there for a few seconds and then said out loud, “Damn, in for a. "Do you feel depressed?" she asked me."Sometimes. After one-night stands. Started when I was in college, a sophomore or so. Sex had become usual, and it was more a physical need than a pleasure." Did it often?" What?" Casual sex." A bit." How much is a bit?" None of your business." That's a lot." I hated it, fucking and leaving, fucking and telling someone to leave, fucking and waking up with a stranger that I felt no connection to but for the sexual attraction the night before." But you still. You know how all the gang feels about him and that they would not at all mind if he crossed some lines, but he never has. I second Rhee’s suggestion about not worrying about it. I’ll add that you can feel free to enjoy it when it happens. Also, while I don’t suggest going overboard, if you really wanted, you could kiss him again some time to see if it happens again.”“But he’s your dad, you have ... umm ... dibs. I don’t want to annoy you.”“You won’t. Really. If by some miracle I could have him.