"Slip them off and come over here to the bed." Todd looked up, pants in his hands, but still exposed, seeing Miss Hooper patting her hand on the pape...r-towel covered bed. Todd grumbled quietly to himself as he slipped his jeans and underpants off, feeling even more exposed than ever. "It's ok, Todd. Sometimes you just have to do things that are embarrassing, maybe a bit... degrading. But I promise you'll get use to it." She offered him another smile, and put her hand on his arm as he lay on. We did alert the reporter about the FBI award. Pilar wouldn’t bring it up — modesty forbids. But she would shyly answer a direct question.The headline, below the fold but still on the front page of the Star, read: “Your Tax Dollars at Work. Hero Schoolgirl Snatched, Handcuffed.”I debated with myself, for half a second, about putting Pilar in bracelets for the photo. Overkill.The digital media were freer, more creative. Video always trumps print, narrative-wise. And Pilar aced it — low-key,. And I too her. She hold her left tit in her hand and smiled shyly at me. Shyly? Amelia had never bin shy before. I moved my shivering hand up and placed it on her tit. Oh god, what a felling. It was so soft and tender. She could see the blood pumping to my head and making me tomato red. Just as Amelia already was. I moved closer. Slowly. Very slowly I lend down my head ‘till I was just above the tit I just felt. It was so lovely. I kissed it. I could hear from her moans that Amelia liked it. A. Besides, she cherished the chance to please her dad. The only man who mattered more to her was Matt, her husband. It was a pleasure anyway, since she loved the delightful thrill of committing incest, especially in full view of her family. This was the man who had really taught her about sex, and she didn't mind being unselfish with him at times. It showed gratitude and respect on her part."That's fine, Dad. It was still fun. You'll get another chance to make me cum later. Why don't you relax.