" she added looking into my eyes, "I think that if the four of us were to also become a bit more intimate than we already are now, it might in fact ma...ke the rest of this far more accepting for all of us in the long run. So ... to answer your question Rob, if she'd let me, I'd love to lick her pussy right now. Right this very moment in fact."I still thought she was joking around as she slid off the swing down to her knees in front of me. She had done that before too. A little over a year ago. When we decided to get married and asked for our respective parent’s opinion, they straightaway turned down the mere idea of this apparent blasphemy. They just couldn’t think of accepting other religion into their lives. So we had decided to keep their fucking lives to themselves, safe and sound. We had eloped and with the help of our friends tied the knot and are happily married ever since.Give me a minute dear Diary. Reshma is crying. She is my younger daughter by the by. What? Do you want to. "No matter how many times I make you cum, you won't remember?" she asked."No, but most likely I will make a note in my journal. That is so that I can look it up. I need that just in case I see you again." I replied honestly."Holy shit, I don't know what to say about all that," she replied."Memories are really over rated I think now that I work from a laptop's memory." I suggested."You are really joking aren't you?" she said still not accepting the situation."Not at all, does it really matter. He hadn't finished smoking it, as he had been interrupted, albeit, not so rudely as he let her think.Sitting down in his chair he looped his legs over the arm so that he was looking out the door of the cabin. He re-lit the familiar old pipe, gazing quietly out the door as the aromatic smoke filled the cabin and beyond, calming him. The sight of the naked girl hanging from the roof of his porch pleased him. He had dreamed of doing this with the others he had brought up here but had never done it.