I had left my cell phone upstairs. I was becoming much less attached to that thing than I had been. I was actually able to walk around without it.So I... went back inside, stuck a ten dollar bill in my back jean pocket, and walked to Starbucks.With my caramel frappachino, I felt invincible.And then I remembered a quote from one of my best friend's yearbook pages. She and her twin brother both went to my school, and in the ads, they had made pages for each other, that were posted opposite each. "Em, does your hand need any help down there?"Emma’s eyes opened widely with a stare, fixed on Sarah.Sarah’s focus was solely on Emma’s hand; the one down her knickers. The camera was held loosely in her right hand; not even pointing in Emma’s direction anymore. Sarah’s breathing was just as heavy as Emma’s but she exercised a little more control.Aware of Emma’s stare, Sarah looked into Emma’s eyes.Emma locked onto them. Searching them. Wanting them to tell Emma exactly what they were thinking.. "Daddy likes that doesn't he?" She said in a teasing voice. "Wants me to carry on touching his cock doesn’t he?" She said as she leaned in and placed her lips inches from mine.I just nodded as I pounced my head up trying to kiss her.She quickly pulled back and her finger that was trailing the underside of my cock now moved down to trailing around my thigh. "No kissing your daughter daddy! Imagine what mummy would say if she found out." She started to pull away even more.Please Louise, mum. "You've got talent, Jake. I think you could go pretty far in our Drama Club." Thanks, Mr. Sykes."Drama class was a little embarrassing, but helped me get ready for the tryouts after school. We each went up on stage in small groups and improvised a small scene given some direction from Mr. Sykes. The scene I did was with Zoe and my friend, Jesse. In the scene, Jesse and I played two men who were in love with Zoe and we were arguing over her. Zoe for her part, had to try to stop the fight.I was.