Great I thought someone to talk to for a while so next door we went to her house, Barbra was not by any means well off she had a couch and chairs beds... for her and the k**s no dining table just an empty kitchen. Anyway, that didn’t matter she made tea and said were we sitting I said how about right here on the kitchen floor she laughed and said your k**ding right I said nope and sat down on the floor she laughed and sat down next to me. We were talking about general things k**s people we know. Those girls would tell me when they went shopping and what they bought that included bra and panty they bought including my sister. They would narrate the color and size. my sis wears 34 C bra and same size panty.After the college, my sister left for Bangalore and I was feeling lonely but started going out more frequently with my friends and started having parties and fun but I was still taking time out to call my sis regularly and talk to her almost daily about her day. Since she was living in. "No."My voice sounded like it belonged to someone else as she motioned me to squat down in front of her."Would you like to?" God yes Mickey."I'm not sure what I expected, a roll of drums, or fanfare or something, I'd only had two serious relationships, and neither girl had ever done anything like this for me!I actually heard it splashing into the water below before I realised she was doing it and it wasn't until I leaned closer that I saw where it was coming from."Oh wow Mickey," I said softly.. Are we both just pretending? Pretending that nothing sexual is happening? That this is all just part of a normal father-daughter relationship, part of a normal patient-carer relationship? I should stop this right now, but I must admit that I haven’t felt this much sexual excitement in a long time. And I am well aware that I’m overcome with pain and grief because we lost our loved Debbie, my partner, her mom. I am weakened by this loss. I can’t think clearly. It feels like I’m driving further.