" Wait! Are you saying that you were alone with your father for two days before someone found the two of you?"She gave a silent nod, not able to meet ...his eyes."Oh my God! How old were you?" His voice choked with emotion, a harsh murmur."I was eight years old." She replied, her voice a ghostly whisper.She cleared her throat."I do not really remember anything after lying down next to my Papa on the bed and singing to him, except for wishing that I could die. I wanted so to be with him. I felt so. “I see…” I said and walked out of the room grabbed my boyfriend… my brother and left the house. The car ride to his place was quiet. When we were in the bedroom he came up behind me and kissed my neck. “Baby what’s wrong?” He whispered. I quickly moved away from him. He looked hurt. Taking a deep breath I told him the story my mother had told me and when I was done he was speechless. “Did you know?” I asked feeling tears threatening to fall.“Of course not!” He got up and walked over to me. Itwas definitely a girl's room, lot's of lace and pink, red hearts,stuffed animals, that kind of thing. There was also a pair of redpanties lying on the bed with a matching red bra just above it."The panties look new," I said."They are. I bought them just for you, and they're in your size." And the bra?" Edward you always have to be changing things if you want to keep yourlove life fresh. I figured that if the panties made you hard, pantiesand a bra would make you harder. Want to try them?" she. I said that neither of us ever felt threatened or got jealous, in fact, it was a big turn on to her with another man or woman. Janna said, oh, she was bi too, and I said, yeah, I guess she was. The conversation must have had an effect on her as well, because her nipples were very hard now, sticking out about ¾ of an inch, just begging to be sucked.She said I am the first man to have seen her naked as well, since her husband, but she said it feels so good lying here with me, like this. She sat.