My head fell against dad's chest, as he gripped me underneath my ass cheeks and began to hump me up and down.We were both sweating like pigs as my sma...ll, flat belly rubbed against dad's fat, hairy body. I pulled my head away from dad's chest to look down at his bulk as it wobbled against me. As the perspiration dripped from our faces and onto our bodies, Dad pulled his lips to me and found my mouth. I opened it invitingly for him. We moved our heads violently back and forth in an effort to find. Internally we sort through our circumstance attempting to regain some positive momentum. A few smiling gestures are passed back and forth, yet the cumbersome problem is still lodged between us. Unfortunately, then, we’ve lost our way and currently unsure about our next step. What do we say now? How can we recover from the inconvenience of this social mishap? Suddenly my emotions are stunted and blanketed with a hazy fog. Desperately I want to remain optimistic as I labor to suppress my dismay.. "Pay attention, my son. Last night when I could not sleep, she came to me. She appeared beside my bed, where you are, and she was most kind. She smiled and held my hand, Pietor. I must tell you, my old heart rejoiced. She is such a marvelous creature..."Pietor was stunned. Fear, anger, disbelief, astonishment ... all flooded his mind. He was barely able to stop his outburst. Instead, he leaned closer to Viktor and whispered:"Who was this!? Who dared invade your room! What woman ... creature,. She was positive that the sharp eyed teacher had seen the hair on her shoulder when she left the room. Mona doubted the teacher would think the hair was just drifting an an air-current. She could kick herself for stopping by the door. What air-current would let something as gossamer light as Mary’s pretty hair just hang suspended in front of an open door for nearly a minute?There was also the case of Lisa Gilbert, and the rather spectacular ‘bath’ she had treated the girl to. Mrs. Anderson had.