For now!I again turn around and start to massage your cheeks and around your mouth, working my way down, your neck, and then to your arms, massaging y...our biceps, triceps, and forearms. I then start on your hands treating each finger just like I did your toes earlier.All that’s left now is your torso. I avoid your breasts, massaging your stomach and sides down to the hips and back again getting ever closer, but never quite touching you there.You are in sexual torment, wanting to scream touch me. "Jose?" It was our next door neighbor, Luz, and I just about screamed at her to go away. My father jerked away from me. "Don't answer her," I whispered. But, it was already too late. My father arranged his clothes and walked to the bathroom door, then turned to look at me. The gleeful, dark, ripe lust I'd seen in his eyes just a moment before was gone, replaced with fear and shame. "Daddy!" I pleaded. "Get dressed," he said, harshly. "Hurry up!" He slammed the door shut and I leaned back, my. I think I’ll call mom and tell her how deep the snow is here and that we’ll be okay,” Bobby said.“Put it on speaker,” I said.“Well, I was just thinking about it. I should wait until later, say four o’clock,” he turned to look at the clock and added, “It’s only twelve fifty-one now.”“Okay, I think I’ll take a shower and a nap,” I said, adding, “That way if we get to watch porn tonight, I can stay awake.”“Wanna take a shower together?” he asked.“No,” I said without explanation.It was nearly four. Farther than I intended to go... and I LIKE it. I like it more than I realized I would. I think too much... I mean, it scares me, you know?"My part of this conversation was easy. I nodded again. Hell yes. I knew -- I loved it and it scared the shit outta me. This was all new stuff, very deep and with a strong current that was pulling us God knows where. Every time we'd drifted into the tug of our mutual desires, we seemed to end up someway we never planned. When we started something, we had no.