A brief but sensual moment in our youth bonded Kerry and me however this youthful groping never developed but remained an unspoken bond. I have no ide...a what happened in Fiona and Stewart's past but when I noticed Fiona missing after lunch one hot summer afternoon at Stewart's farm I thought little about it until a trip to the machinery shed opened my eyes.The heat of the day and the festivity of the lunch explained the skimpy dress Fiona wore but this did not explain her presence in the. . they talked about all these things.The school had a van, and since the girls were representing the school, the decision was made that the van should be used to get them all there and safely back. Sister Francine would drive. It was only a six or seven hour drive, depending on game traffic. If it was bad, it might take an additional hour. But they left in plenty of time. If they got there early, they'd stop somewhere and eat something before they got to the game. Everybody was sure that. . you are so shameless for one so young.”“I am twenty-one, you know.”“Yes... I suppose twenty-one-year-olds today are much more open about sex than they were in my day?”“How old you?”“Thirty-six.”“That’s only fifteen years difference.”“And?”“I like older men,” she said softly. “So much more mature than boys my age. Experienced too, I like that.”Larry was silent.“Grateful as well for a fuck,” she continued. “They appreciate someone much younger than them; prefer a night in having sex to being. She turns her head and looks up at me for a second, giving me a funny look as she is going through the door, and closing the door behind her. ( This next part is what my daughter is thinking as she walks in the bathroom.) Oh how I wanted to grab my daddy and pull him in here. To tell him and show him how much I loved him, to kiss him and have him kiss me back and to suck and feel my tits. To have him sit on the toilet, while I got down on my knees and suck his wonderful dick, making him hard,.