. been hiding it by pretending to be interested in your work instead."I'm lying, she wrote on the notepad."That's okay, Heather," I said. "Uh ... You ...know, let's just take it slow. Really slow. Really, really slow. There's no need to rush things." No, no!" she said, "you don't understand. I desperately want you to fuck me. Oh gawd, how desperately I want you to fuck me and make me a mommy..."Heather pointed to the note which said 'I'm lying'." ... I guess I'm just shy," she continued, "that's. And when she left the tent, he quickly slipped into his pajamas and stretched out his sleeping bag. He didn't try the book again, realizing it wouldn't help.Damn, he cursed. His daughter was no better than a two-bit street walker and he couldn't get her out of his thoughts. He couldn't bury the tempting vision of her ripe young body just lying there in the grass, thighs opened and ready to take the thick, long, hard length of her stepcousin's prick.Lust stirred in him, reawakening in his loins.. She could not pull enough air into her lungs. Each movement of his body against her sent sparkles of light through her mind. Her whole body felt simultaneously icy and flaming. She felt her legs lift as she began to open and expand, waves of heat and blinding light lifting her, shaking her, turning her inside out.He was still moving against her, thrusting slow and easy when she became aware of herself, clutching him, sobbing softly. As she held him tightly, the moon slowly slid through a tear. “Brian, you don’t think I’m pretty? Or do you think I’m just too dumb?”To myself, I said, “Pick a horse young lady!” Out loud, I said, “Taylor, I think you’re pretty girl. I also don’t think you are dumb. However, we have nothing in common other than that we’re alive. There is nothing that suggests a romantic relationship. I am not a candidate for casual sex. I do think we can be friends. Other than simply friends, I have no agenda and do not want to take advantage of you.”I couldn’t tell if.