He had been hooked. He reached out his fingers and ran them over her silhouette. He started at her ribs and followed the soft curve downward to her s...lender waist and up over the swell of her hip. She stirred, eyes fluttering, and smiled at him."Mmmm. Haven't had enough?" she asked."Is there such a thing as 'enough'?" he replied, tracing his fingers back up to her ribs and then repeating his path.She chuckled, deep and throaty. "Definitely not."As his fingers moved back up to her ribs again,. When I returned home I went to Audrey's bungalow and she commented on my sunburnt face. She said that the weather on the campsite must have been very good. I told her it was and I was brown all over because Id been on a nudist beach. At that she asked me if I would show it to her. "Id have to be naked to do that, Audrey, and perhaps I shouldnt undress for you to see me because you are my sister". "For goodness sake, Peter, I know what a naked man looks like so go ahead and do it". "Ill do it. After eating danielle said that he want to go for pee(washroom) he silently called me to come by giving “Eshara” ? .I just thought we will have smooches ,but it was even much better than smooches.(Inside the gents toilet)*we came closed**he was high**we started with kiss/smooch**his hand was searching for my boobs **when he started to press my boobs “god he made me high ” higher and then high as hell **he started to take off my clothes**sucked my boobs**his hand made way through my panty**yeah. And try my best to see if I can become Stacy’s father.”The series of events that unfolded over the next twelve years started with two phone calls, both from the same IHOP, first to Claire Moore then to Claire Claridge. The first was from Lance Claridge when he called to inquire about the room. The second was from Chuck Moore. Neither Chuck, Clair nor Stacy could have imagined that this blue roofed pancake house would be the spot where four lives would be altered so completely.It was here twelve.