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SANDI'S_STORY
PART 4
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   "I thought he was kind of handsome!" a second voice said.
   "You always think someone's handsome Margaret," a third voice
kicked in.
   "I never thought he was any good, I always figured he'd do
something like this, now what's going to happen to Sandi, eh?  She's
probably been molested or something already.  God knows she fills her
mothers roll almost completely now.  Cooking his dinner, cleaning up
after him!"
   I couldn't believe what I was hearing, Mrs. Duncan and her
bitter old friends were cutting up my father.  "He does not!" I
screamed entering the kitchen.  "How dare you talk about my father
like that you ratty-old-bag!"
   "Sandi..." Mrs. Duncan said surprised.
   "Who the hell do you think you are, my father is innocent and
when he's down all you can do is whine and whisper and spread your
damn bullshit.  Just shut up...shut up!" I said leaving the kitchen in
tears.
   I grabbed my bag and stuffed the few things that were lying
around back into it, and sped back down the stairs she was just
starting to come up them to talk to me or something.
   "Where are you going?" she demanded grabbing my shoulders.
   "Away," I shouted at her pushing her arms away from me "from
here, and your bitter old bitchy friends!"
   "Sandi!"
   "Fuck you!!!" I told her as I slammed the front door behind
me.  I went to the only place I thought I belonged, home.  It was
cold, felt lonely because he wasn't there and looked like it had been
trashed.  The police had probably searched it I figured as I started
cleaning up the kitchen.
   When I had got it cleaned I made myself some soup and sat down
to eat it before going on to the rest of the mess.  So for the rest of
the night till I went to bed I cleaned.
   I did sleep better though because I slept in his bed, and that
made me feel a little closer.  His smell was still strong on the
sheets, it felt wonderful to be back in his bed, but it also didn't
feel right because I wasn't sharing it with him.
   The next day I spent at home cleaning the house and when I
just managed to finish the door bell rang.  When I answered it it was
Melanie and her father.
   "What do yous want?"
   "To talk Sandi, look my wifes sorry for what she said and you
shouldn't be staying alone like this, we agreed with the police to
look after you so Child-Services didn't have to take care of you."
   "I can take care of myself!"
   "Sandi, just come back home with us please!"
   "No!  I'm staying here, I don't have to put up with her crap."
   "Sandi, come on you've had time to cool down, now you've got
to come home with us, or we're going to have to call Child's Services
tomorrow!"
   "Fine, go ahead, but get out of my house!"
   "Sandi!"
   "Dad I'll come home in a little bit, I'm going to talk to
Sandi alone for a little all right?"
   "Ok, just don't be too late!" Mr. Duncan said turning around
and starting to walk down the walk.  Melanie pushed me inside and shut
the door behind us.
   "What the hell do you think your doing Sandi, you weren't even
at school today!"
   "I was cleaning from the mess the police left!  I want it to
be clean for when Dad comes home!"
   "Don't you mean if?"
   "When my father comes home I want the house to be exactly the
way it was before he left!"
   "Sandi!"
   "I haven't been able to see him for two days!  I promised I'd
see him every day!"
   "Tomorrow night Dan and I are going out, do you want me to see
if he can drive out to the prison with us?"
   "Could you?"
   "Yeah!"
   "How was your date with Jack?"
   "It was good until I found out that you had left and my mother
was upset.  What did you do to her?"
   "I called her some names I suppose, and told her to fuck off!"
   "My mother has never really liked your father I'm sorry you
had to find out like that!"
   "It doesn't matter now anyway."
   "Here, you left these at my house!" Melanie said handing me
the pair of shorts that I had worn to my fathers office what seemed a
lifetime ago.
   "Thanks!" I said, taking them from her and I felt something in
them.  Then I remembered they were the photocopies I had made and
never given to him.  I took them out of the pocket and threw the
shorts aside.
   "Would you like something to eat?  I should make my father
some food for tomorrow.  He must be starving after eating that prison
food for a whole week."
   "I guess," she said following me into the kitchen where I
threw the little packet of papers onto the kitchen table before
looking through the cupboards for stuff I could take to him.  I had
started making some soup, some sandwiches and some beefjerky sticks.
   "Are these of you?" Melanie asked.  I looked up and she had
been looking at the photo copies.
   "Yeah," I said softly trying to ignore the question where I
got them.
   "Who's this guy with you?"
   "There was no one with me!"
   "No, then who's cock is this, yours?"
   "What are you talking about?" I asked moving around to where
she had them spread out.  All of them I recognized but one.  I had
never seen it, and I had certainly not posed for it.  It was a woman's
bottom, with a penis laying infront of her spread legs, and there were
hands on her ass.
   "I never posed for that!" I said then suddenly the thought of
the couple that had been in there before me had come to mind.  What if
they had played the same sort of game I had?  The posibility was too
great to imagine, if it was maybe we could find out who they were!
   "Then who is it?"
   "Freedom," I told her softly.
   "What the hell are you talking about?"
   I explained the best I could to her, but she still seemed kind
of incapable of understanding.  We ate a quick snack together.  I put
the things that needed to be refridgerated into the fridge.  I sent
Melanie home, and folded the photocopies back up and stuffed them into
my pocket.
   It took me awhile before I finally could get to sleep I was so
excited, this was a clue!  Melanie had found a clue at how to get my
father out of the mess that he was in.
   The next day at lunch Melanie found me at our table again, but
the expression she was wearing didn't match my excited one.  "What's
wrong?" I asked as she sat down across from me.
   "Dan's car is in the shop, some moron hit him yesterday, so he
can't give you a ride."
   "Is he all right?"
   "He came over last night to tell me he was going to have to
cancel our date.  It just happened to be a good night, because my
parents were out, so I sent him on his way with a big smile."
   "Do you ever stop?"
   "No, I talked my Dad out of calling Child Services.  Since I
did you a favour do you think since your Dad's not home that Jack, Dan
and I could come over and spend the night?"
   "I don't know, I'll have to call you later, I've got to find
someone to drive me out to him."
   "My Dad...."
   "NO WAY!"
   "It was just a suggestion!"
   "I'll figure something out!" I told her and waited for the
rest of the day to pass.  I had to go to practice, there was no way
out of it, it was the last practice before the tournament and I had to
be there to get weighed.
   "Were have you been?" the coach asked me as soon as I came in
the gym door.  "We've missed you!"  He wasn't talking about the rest
of the students he was just talking about his prick!
   "Family problems," I told him softly.
   "Anything I can help with?"
   "No...actually, could I talk with you for a second there might
be something...."
   "My office?"
   "I guess," I agreed hesitantly.  We went in and he kept his
proffessionalism, until he had the door shut, then he started
fondeling my breasts.
   "Do you think you could give me a ride out to the minimum
security prison?"
   "Why?"
   "My father's there!"
   "When?  What did he do?"
   "They've charged him with embezzelment, but he didn't do it!"
   "Well, I guess I could, on one condition!"
   "What?"
   "You spend the entire night at my house, in my bed, with me!"
   "No way!"
   "Come on Sandi, I want to know what it's like to wake up
beside you in the morning!  You won't have to do anything, you don't
want to do!  I promise, just lie there and sleep."
   "This is black mail!"
   "I prefer to think of it as a little bit of bribery.  You want
a ride.  I want someone to sleep beside me tonight.  No big deal, just
a little trade-off!"
   "All...right...just this once!"
   "Good its all settled then!"  My insides nearly shriveled up
at the thought of having to lie beside him naked for eight hours.
What was worse was that he'd probably want to cuddle too.
   The practice went quickly and I was anxious to see my father.
I still had the photocopies stuffed in my pocket and I was going to
show him them as soon as I got there.  The coach didn't mind taking me
back to my house to pick up the food for my father...then we were off.
   "I won't be needing you for about an hour!" I told the coach
as I got out of the van.
   "Fine, I'll come back for you in one hour, then we'll go to my
apartment!"  I didn't say anything in response I was dreading the
thought of being alone with him for a whole night!  My father greeted
me happily giving me a hug and taking in the site of the picnic basket
with a smile.
   "Where have you been?"
   "I had some problems getting a ride!"
   "Why didn't the Duncan's give...."
   "I don't want to talk about that right now Dad, I've got
something important to show you.  Here," I handed him the picnic
basket.  "Dig in, its all for you!"
   "Your going to eat with me too right?"
   "I'll have a little bit, but that's not what's important, just
sit down and I'll show you."  He sat opened the picnic basket and
poured himself a cup of soup.
   "Now what is it?"
   "I made these for you Saturday at your office," I explained
pulling out the photocopies and showing him the first few pictures of
myself spread out.
   "Sandi!"
   "But when I looked at them the other night, I also found one
that didn't belong with them.  This one!" he took in the sight
carefully eyeballing everything.
   "Who was the guy?"
   "How the hell should I know, that isn't me.  I figured maybe
it was the couple that had been in the room before me, the two that
were talking about money, remember."
   "You think this is them?"
   "Bingo!"
   "Well, I've got some news too!"
   "What?"
   "I'm getting out on bail, my lawyer arranged it, there using
the house as collateral though!"
   "When?" I asked anxiously.
   "Tomorrow morning!"
   "That's wonderful!  It's been so lonely around the house with
out you!"
   "Why are you back at the house?  Your supposed to be staying
with the Duncan's."
   "It doesn't matter your getting out of here tomorrow!  I love
you Dad!"  I couldn't help moving from my seat over to him and kissing
every single spot of his face.
   "I love you too honey!" he said trying to push me back off of
him.  "Let me eat some of this delicious food you brought me!"
Excitedly I gave his lips a small kiss and moved to the other side of
the table again.
   "Your really getting out of here?" I asked a little more
calmly as I nibbled at a sandwich.
   "Yes, but we may not be able to go to the cabin, it's out of
the range of the agreement of my bail."
   "It just means we'll have to get you off bail, and released!"
   "I won't mind if that happens but its unlikely that it will in
time Sandi!"
   "Then we'll spend the week around home, but we'll spend it
together all right?"
   "Yes, that sounds wonderful Sandi!"
   "Do you really mean that?"
   "Yes, I've had a lot of time to think, and there's only been
two things on my mind, who it could possibly be who set me up, and
that you were right I haven't spent very much time with you!  And I
want to!"
   "I do too," I told him excitedly.
   "I'm going to start driving you and picking you up at school,
and I'll try to come to your practices when I can!"
   "Really?"
   "Yes, really!  I've lost my focus Sandi, and I'm just starting
to get it back.  I should have realized that you were more important
than work...but when your mother died...it was the only thing that I
knew how to do right, and I--I just kind of receded into it, fogetting
about you.  I love you so much Sandi!"
   "It's all right..." I said softly nearly in tears from all the
emotion he was showing me "...I love you too Dad!"
   The rest of the hour went along like an emotional roller
coaster and in the end I loved him even more than I did when I had
come through the door.  "Here," he said when I was supposed to be
leaving, shoving the packet of photocopies save the one back at me.
   "You keep them, there for you anyway!"  I figured he would
have just crushed them up and thrown them in the garbage can right
beside us but he didn't he smiled at me, kissed my cheek, then put
them in his pants pocket.  I smiled at him and headed back out the
door.
   Then when I saw the coach sitting in his van waiting for me,
my smile evaporated...and I remembered what I had to pay for my hour
of pleasure with.  He smiled at me when I climbed in the van beside
him.  The ride back to his place was quiet even though he tried to
make conversation with me, when we got to his apartment, he gave me a
small tour.
   It was exactly like him, small, filthy, disgusting, and messy!
When we got to the bedroom it was nothing more than a mattress on the
floor.  I undressed and got onto the bed and unfortunately had to
watch him undress too.
   He tried to climb on top of me and I told him no, it took a
punch in his stomach before he finally listened.  A punch which
truthfully I have to admit gave me some satisfaction.  I rolled over
onto my side facing away from him, and he cuddled up against me and
then tried to push himself in, but I countered elbowing him in the
chest.
   "Why don't you want to?" he asked rolling away from me.  "Is
it because your worried about getting pregnant, don't be!  It's your
first time, nothing can happen."
   "No it's not that."
   "STD's, I've got condoms!"
   "No, I just don't want you, can't you get that through that
tiny pea-brained scull of yours."
   "Come on Sandi, your the best woman there is, you give such
good head!"
   "Fine, you want an orgasm, fine!" I snapped and moved down so
I could take his cock in my mouth.  I quickly sucked him hard and then
backing off only when he started to cum.  Then I left him to clean
himself off, while I laid back down and went to sleep.
   Eight hours later he woke me up by shaking me, telling me the
tournament would be starting soon.  When we got to the gym Melanie
greeted me at the door, with not only Jack on her arm but Dan was on
her other.
   She glanced at my coach and then looked at me asking "Are you
all right?"
   "Yeah!  I'll see you later, I've got to go change and do my
warm up."  As I was leaving Dan whispered something to her and she
laughed and then kissed them, then just to make Jack not feel bad she
kissed him too.  I couldn't help smiling as I turned to go back
towards the changing room, before I saw a man step out from the mass.
   "DAD!" I cried running to him and jumping into his arms hugging him.
   "Hi honey!"
   "When?"
   "About an hour ago!  I went home but, where were you?"
   "I-I-I spent the night at the coaches house."
   "Why?"
   "I-I--I'll explain later ok.  I'm glad your here!"
   "I am too, when do you start?"
   "The first event is in about half-an-hour, but I've got to
warm up first."
   "Is this going to take long?"
   "We'll be out of here as fast as I can finish!  Then I'm going
to take you home and make you the best dinner you've ever had!"
   "Sandi, you don't worry about it!"
   "Then we're going to crawl into bed with each other and make
up for lost time!"
   "Sandi!"
   "Right after we take a shower again!  God I've missed you so much!"
   "Sandi we're going to have to talk after you finish here."
   "Yeah, we do," I said softly knowing that I was going to tell
my father about my coach, no matter how hard it was!
   "You better go get dressed and get going!"
   "I know, its just so good to have you back again!"
   "And it's good to be back Sandi, but right now you've got
other things to attend to!"
   "Ok, I'm going!  But don't disappear on me!"
   "I won't I promise!"
   I felt wonderful knowing that he was there watching me,
wanted to make him so proud of me I pushed myself harder than  had
ever done before, going through all my routines, nearly ith out
incident, only once did I slightly falter, and I only lost one point
for it, but it was enough to cost me first and put me in second.
   I got my medalion and went to my father who was waiting or me
at the front row of the stands grinning.  "You were great!"
   "Not good enough though!"
   "Sure you were they didn't know what they were judging!"
   "They were right I screwed up on my flip!"
   "Well, it doesn't matter now!"
   "Congradulations Sandi!" Melanie cried coming towards us and
hugging me with Dan and Jack only a few feet behind her. They didn't
come any closer as Melanie told my Dad.  "It's nice to see they
finally got smart and let you out Mr Davis!"
   "Well, I'm afraid they haven't quite done that yet Melanie.
Are those your two boyfriends lurking over there?"  She motioned them
to come forward and he held out his hand greeting them with "So your
Dan and Jack!  I've heard a lot about you."
   "Don't worry, I'm not her father," he said noticing the discomfort on
their faces.  "I'm Sandi's!"  He said it almost like a warning for them.
He squeezed my shoulders and said "well I suppose we should be going.
I've got to take this fine gymnast here to dinner!"
   "I'll see you later Sandi!" Melanie said as we parted at Dad's car.
   "Yes," I replied excitedly before climbing in the car beside him.
   "The first thing I want to do is having a nice long soak in
the tub with you...."
   "Sandi be quiet!" he insisted sternly.  I was surprised by his
roughness at me, so out of mostly shock I stayed uiet.
   I expected him to take me to a nice soft cozy, half-way
romantic restaurant, but he took me to McDonalds, and after we get our
food.  He guides us, not to the open area where theres'll all kinds of
room for us to sit and talk in private, he leads us right into the
middle of a kids party.
   "Eat," he commanded, and I looked at my food half way
repulsed.  "I'm sorry Sandi, please...look let me explain.  My lawyer
said today when he was posting the bail that I might be put under
survelance until my court date, and they've probably already got the
house and car bugged, so we can't talk that much.  You've got to stop
all the come-on lines, all the sexual undertones."
   "But!"
   "No buts, there is also no way about showers or sleeping
together anymore."
   "Dad!"
   "Sandi, please listen to what I'm saying, your nearly
fourteen-years-old.  Your a minor, your also my daughter, if they get
evidence that I'm in anyway abusing, molesting or anything with you on
top of anything else I'll lose the only real thing important to me
Sandi.  They'll take you away from me, so do you see how important it
is for you to cut your little game out.
   "So for the next little while you've got to completely stay
off the topic of sex, love, and love making...understood?"
   "Dad!"
   "Understood?"
   "Yes!"
   "They've also frozen my assests Sandi, but the lawyer has
worked it out so that we do have some money to spend on essentials, so
we can't be too frivousless till this entire thing is over."
   "Dad...I-I--"
   "What is it Sandi?"
   "I've got something to tell you.  Your not going to like it!"
   "Sandi, you can tell me...well right now you can, anything,
what is it honey?"
   "I don't want to add anymore problems to the table...."
   "Sandi!"
   "Dad...I...the....my coach"
   "What about him?"
   "He's been making me do things after practice."
   "What kind of things?"
   "Things I only want to do with you!"
   "What did he do?" he asked staring blankly at me, and I told
him, about every encounter over the entire two week period.
   He was pale faced when I finished, his eyes were dull and
filled with, fear?  "Are you all right?  God, why didn't you tell me
before Sandi?"
   "I wanted to win for you today, I figured...."
   "This is why you wanted to quit?"
   "Yeah," I said looking down at my hands.
   "Can you remember where he lives?" his voice wasn't weak like
it had been, then for the first time I realized he was angry, not just
upset like he was with me when I did something wrong, but actually
seething-pissed-off-angry.
   "Yes!" I said softly.
   "Good, let's go, I'm going to have a little talk with that son
of a bitch!" when he had said it his voice had lifted in volume and
half a dozen people turned and looked at us for a few minutes.
   "Dad, your not going to do something you're going to regret."
   "I'm going to tell the bastard he can't get away with it!"
   "Dad, come on, don't, your out on bail, don't risk it, not for him!"
   "Sandi!"
   "Dad, we're finally together again, don't blow it by doing this!"
   "Your right," he said softly.  We went anyway!  When he shut the
ignition off I figured I'd make a last ditch effort to stop him.  He
ignored it and asked "Did he...did he...make you...go...all the way?"
   "Are you asking if he...put...inside...."
   "Yes."
   "No, I saved it..." I said biting my lip, before he reached
over me and opened the glove compartment and grabbed something that I
couldn't see.  I didn't want him to get in to trouble on account of
me, and I knew he was probably going to get into it too, especially
when I knew that he had done some boxing in college boxing that he
still practiced.  That fact alone made me feel even more uneasy, and
esculated my fears.
   He took me up to the apartment and before he knocked he looked
up and down the hall.  When the door was opened my father sucker-
punched my coach knocking him back into the apartment.  Then he
ushered me in (my father) and closed the door behind us.
   The first time I had been in the apartment, it was dark and I
was scared, now at my father's side it didn't seem so bad, true it was
still quite disgusting and filty, but I felt safer.
   My coach had scuttled back and got back to his feet and started what
looked like some martial defense and asked "What the hell do you want?"
staring my father down.
   "What the hell do you think I want?  You've been raping my
little girl you piece of shit!"
   "She wanted it, she came to me...."
   "LIAR," I screamed at him, he glanced at me for a second
before turning back to my Dad.
   "Now first of all your going to beg for her forgiveness and then your
going to tell her how sorry you are, you worthless piece of scum!"
   "She want...."
   "Don't even bother to lie," my father said moving closer, my
coach kicked and buckled my father's leg, dropping him to his knees.
   "Dad!" I cried but before I even got finished he had lashed
out at my coach.  If it had of been a few more inches to the right he
would have been singing saprano for the rest of his life.
   "Go on you lousy son of a bitch!" my father told him standing
up and punching him in the stomach again.  Then he grabbed him by the
back of his collar and threw him at my feet.  He looked up at me with
betrayl in his eyes and I spit on him, before turning and walking out
of the apartment.
   "If you ever...and I mean ever touch her again and I'll be
back and kill you, understood?"
   My coach groaned and a second later my Dad was closing the
door to the apartment.  "Come on," he said pushing me towards the
elevator "let's go!"
   "Did you really have to do that?  Dad, your in enough trouble
already!"
   "Sandi..." he started to say before the elevator door opened
and a couple stepped out laughing.  We entered the empty elevator and
after the doors had slid shut he added "it was.  Now at least you
don't have to give up what you want because of that asshole..." before
I silenced him with a kiss.
   "What was that for?"
   "Thank you!" I said taking his hand in my own and giving it an
affectionate squeeeze.
   He smiled warmly at me and leaned over and kissed my forehead
while whispering "Your welcome!" and returning the sqeeze.  We walked
to the car holding hands and after he opened the door for me with the
had he'd been holding mine with he helped me in and tossed something
into my lap.
   "Put that in the glove box will ya!"  I picked it up and looked at
it, it was the cheap man's brass knuckles, a role of quarters.  He had
hid it in his punching hand the whole time, at least it wasn't his
actual brass knuckles he kept hid in the basement with the rest of his
boxing gear.
   When he sat down in the seat next to me he was flexing his
punching hands' fingers.  "Are you all right," I asked taking his hand
in mine and kissing his open up faced palm.
   "I'm fine," he gruffed pulling his hand back and starting the
car.  I put the roll of coins into the glove compartment and did up my
seat belt (something my father always insisted I do) and we were off
back home.
   When we got there I noticed that my father was actually
limping.  "He did hurt you," I complained slipping under his weak
leg's arm to help support him.  "Put your weight on me!"  He was
reluctant at first and heavy but eventually I got him in.  I helped
him into the living room where I eased him down into the couch. 
   "Wait here, I'll go get a bandaid!" I told him shutting the
curtains to keep the evening sun out of our faces.  It took me a few
seconds to find one of our long stretchy band-aids, but when I did I
knelt on the floor infront of him and undid his pants.
   He watched me cautiously, but I wasn't paying attention to
what was between his legs (not too much anyway) I was more concerned
about his leg.  "Your going to have a nasty bruise," I told him
standing up.  "I'll get you some ice!"
   I couldn't find any ice, but I did find a frozen package of
peas which I set on his leg with a gasp as a response.  I was facing
his injured leg and still between his legs.  I held a hand on the bag
to keep it from sliding off and leaned my head on him tiredly, resting
it right on his crotch.
   I could feel his penis against my cheek stiffen slightly, but I didn't
do anything else to make him feel any bit threatened so he didn't say
anything, except for the occasional grunt when I moved my head.
   "Did you think of anything that will help about the photocopy
of that couple?"
   "No, I still have no idea who they could be!"
   "Well, we're going to have to find out and fast!"
   "I know...Ow...becareful that hurts!"
   "I'm sorry," I said checking on what I was doing before
turning back to him.  "Is that better?"
   "Yes, much!"
   "What about our vacation?"
   "Well, it will just have to wait Sandi!"
   "I know," I said softly before kissing the inside of his leg.
"But we are going to take it right?"
   "Yes, as soon as this is all done honey," he said running his
fingers through my hair.  I kissed him again, only a little higher up.
"Sandi, no!" he hissed.
   "Ok," I replied in a whisper before giving his testicles a
quick kiss through his underwear and jumping up to my feet.  Then I
leaned over him putting a knee on his other side, so that I was
straddling his leg I ground my pussy against his leg as I softly and
gently gave his lips a little kiss.  "Good night Dad!"
   "Good night honey," he said after giving me a soft little glare.
   I went upstairs, undressed, and climbed into my own small cold
bed, when I really wanted to be sharing a big bed with him.  His first
night back, after a week apart and we had to sleep apart.
   When he came up he came into my room and kissed my forehead
saying "Good night" and without really saying anything he went into
his own room and closed the door.  When I had heard it I really
started feeling bad, I couldn't help it the last week that I had gone
to bed whether it was alone, with Melanie or even...with my coach I
had thought of him beside me--and only him!
   Morning took its sweet time coming and had to be one of the
longest nights I had ever had.  When morning came around I went into
his room before his alarm clock went off and still dressed in nothing
climbed up his body straddling it.  
   I was careful when I did it so that I wouldn't wake him.  Then
all together I put my weight on him as I kissed his lips.  His hands
shot up and his eyes flickered open quickly, while I held the kiss.
He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me tight against him
returning my kiss.  I slipped my tongue into his mouth for a second
playing with his before I was forced to break the kiss by gasping for
air.
   Then as if he just figured out it was me he pushed me away
demanding "What do you think your doing?"
   "Waking you up," I told him just as his alarm clock started
playing a song with the lyrics of "...kiss her you fool!"  I certainly
wouldn't have minded another one of those erotic kisses either.
   "Well, don't do it again!" he said grinning.  It confused me,
his tone was rough but his eyes were playful so I leaned over to kiss
him again, but he pushed me back.  "Sandi don't you dare that waters
cold!"
   I looked at him even more confused, there wasn't any water in
the room.  I couldn't help wondering if he was old enough to go
senile.  "Get me a towel!" he told me.  I sat there looking down at
him, just looking at him.  I didn't know what to do, what to say.
   He smiled at me and sat up in his bed, pulling me along with
him on his legs.  "You should go get ready for breakfast, I'll be down
in a minute, ok honey?"
   "Ok, Dad!" I replied softly backing off of the bed, as I left
his room for mine I could feel his eyes on me, specifically on my
ass--I hoped.  I felt better than I had for nearly the whole previous
week, because we had shared a passionate kiss, which was not one
sided!
   I knew slowly and surely I was drawing him into what I wanted,
drawing his attention so he wanted it too...and it was working.
   The rest of the day went by pretty uneventfully, and the night
was just as lonely as it had been as the previous night.  On Monday
morning I woke him the same way I had woken him the day before and
just before the alarm went off.  Only this time he kept his arms
around my waist until we had kissed a second time.
   He stayed home because his work didn't want him there while
his innocents was still being debated and I went to school and
practice, where Dad always came and watched me.  The coach had
especially noticed his presence, and the entire week went on like
that.  Our morning kisses quickly became the highlight of my day, by
Friday his tongue was just starting to touch my lips.
   I guess I should say here before I get any further that Monday
at practice Dad explained that he had talked so funny because if they
had bugged our house.  I told him that I understood and we didn't say
anything more about it.
   Friday, Melanie invited me to go with her and her two boyfriends out
to a movie that evening but I told her I had some laundry to do.
   I didn't tell her, or anybody about the fantasies that I
dreamed up during the day about my father making love to me for the
first time.  But when I got home and she was still there she told me
that the boy's whole family we're going camping for the weekend so
they had to break there date.
   "So, I guess I'm all yours," she told me grinning as she
stirred the spaggetti.
   "That sounds like a wonderful way to spend the evening."
   "Who's talking about the evening?  I'm talking about the weekend!"
   "The whole weekend?" I asked thinking about all the morning
kisses I'd miss from Bob.
   "Don't you want to spend a whole weekend with me?"
   "Of course I would," I whispered back.
   "Then what's the problem?"
   "There is no problem, but why don't we get my Dad to take us
camping this weekend, we'll make a whole big thing of it!"
   "You mean bring your father along?"
   "Why not?"
   "Will he be in the tent with us?"
   "Probably some of the time, but not most of it!"
   "I...don't know.  I don't think my Mom would let me."
   "Then ask your Dad, think about it, we can be together out
under the stars in the trees."
   "Uh...I don't know Sandi!"
   "Fine, if you'd rather go home and spend your weekend all
alone, that's fine with me!"
   "All right, ok, we'll go camping!" she sighed.
   "Good," I said as she turned around and faced me.  I kissed
her--not as good as what Bob and I had been doing--then I put a hand
on one of her breasts and started rubbing it in circles.
   "Come here," I whispered after shutting off the stove.
   "Now," she asked as I instructed her to sit on a corner of the
counter (where it intersected with another one to make an "L").
   "Yes," I whispered kissing her lips again and undoing the first
button to her blouse.  "Now!"  Then after we had gotten each other's
tops off, I closed the blinds just so no one outside could see.
   We didn't even bother to take our tops off just push our bra's
down so we could get at each others breasts.  Then I undid her pants
and with her help took them off.
   She spread her legs apart up on the counter so each one went
off with a direction of the counter as I started kissing and fingering
her beautiful pussy.  The whole time I was looking at her genitals I
was thinking that she had actually had a man...two men inside of her.
   After she came we switched positions and she got between my
legs licking at my lonely pussy.  I closed my eyes and leaned my head
back against the cupboards just enjoying the sensations.  Then for
some reason after a few moments I opened my eyes just in time to watch
Bob come into the kitchen.
   He was surprised at first, but when I started running my
fingers through Melanie's hair he smiled at me.  I couldn't believe
it, then what he did next took me even more by surprise-he leaned up
against the wall and just stood there watching.  And I loved it,
absolutely totally fucking loved him watching.  I prompted Melanie on,
not taking my eyes off of him.
   I started fingering my nipples to tease him a little more and
his smile turned into more of a grin as Melanie worked on unaware of
his presence.
   I blew a few kisses to him and he seemed to get even happier,
and even though he was leaning up against the wall the bulge in his
pants became more and more aparent to me.  I sat there and closed my
eyes taking in every thing I was feeling at once, it was all so
overwhelming, and the fact that my father was watching Melanie
actually bring me to an orgasm blew me away.
   I would have prefered his tongue and even the idea of it being
his tongue slipping around my wet vagina drove me into a wonderful
state of bliss, that felt like a star exploding into billions of
shattered burning fragments.
   When I opened my eyes Melanie was kissing her way back up my body.
With my hands behind her back, I motioned my still-grinning-father out
of the room.  I kissed her lips and then whispered "Go up stairs, and
slip into bed, I'll be up in a second!"
   "No camping?"
   "No camping," I told her and she smiled and kissed me again and then
went up to my bedroom as quickly as she could.  I waited a few seconds
before I got down off of the counter, and just as I got my feet on the
floor Bob came in from the other entrance into the kitchen.
   "Will Melanie be staying over tonight," he asked still
grinning as I moved so I was infront of him.
   "Yes for the weekend though!" I told him slipping my arms around him
and hugging him.  "But I could send her home if you want me to do
something else," I said rubbing my stomach against his well-hardened crotch.
   "No, that's all right!"
   "You realize this was the weekend we were going to go to the cabin!"
   "I know honey," he said softly.
   "We were going to spend some quality time together for a change!"
   "I know Sandi, but we just can't now can we."
   "No, I guess not," I said sadly.
   "Don't look so glum," he said cupping my chin with his electric hand.
"We've still got all week together, we'll find something to do.  I promise!" 
   Then he did something amazing, he leaned down and pressed his
lips against mine and kissed me, the same devastatingly erotic kiss
that we had in the bedroom every morning, but this was the first time
outside of it, and the first time he had ever initiated the kiss.
   I couldn't help wondering if he felt me melting into his arms,
or pressing myself as tight as I could against him.  I wanted to be
even closer to him, I wanted him inside of me, filling me up with his
manhood.
   But when I reached for his zipper he took hold of my wrists and shook
his head giving me a quick kiss on my forehead, then he tried moving away,
but I took his hand in mine and gave him a tug back.
   He came to me, but reluctantly, I stood on my tiptoes and
whispered in his ear "Come on, I want you to watch us some more!"
   While I had done it I had undone the first few buttons on his
shirt so when I came back to standing normally infront of him I kissed
his bare-hairy-chest.  Then still holding onto his hand I dragged him
up the stairs behind me.
   "Now give me one minute so I can divert her attention before
you start watching, ok?" I whispered and he nodded.  Then I gave him a
quick passionate kiss and went into my bedroom.  I found Melanie lying
under the covers smiling seductively up at me.
   "Aren't you going to close the door?" she asked looking at me.
   "No, why?"
   "What about your father what if he...."
   "What about him, if he wants to watch who cares..." I said
trying to hide my excitement.
   "But won't he be angry we're...playing?"
   "No, he would never do that...he might watch with a grin, but...."
   "Ok," she said softly throwing the covers back.  "Now why don't you
come here and give me something sweet?"  I was surprised at
how willing she was to accept the open door.  I gave her what she
asked, I backed onto her face, presenting her with my up-faced pussy,
as I settled into her own spread legs.
   Melanie got fully into it, but between the kisses and licks I
gave her I looked out the doorway to see if he was watching, when he
did appear I motioned him closer.  He looked warily at Melanie, and
shook his head.  I kissed her and motioned him again, hesitantly he
took one step and the slowly another until he was in a good position
to see Melanie's pussy and my kisses.
	He moved a little closer to us, even though he was under two
feet away.  When he was close enough, I reached out for him and pulled
his head a little closer and gave him a small kiss.  I loved it!  I
had Melanie between my legs and Bob kissing me.  The only way I could
have been any happier is if it was him between my legs.  I kissed her
again and looked up at his smiling face, struck with an idea.
   "Give her a kiss," I whispered in his ear.  He was reluctant,
and I kissed her again sliding my tongue into her vagina, as if to
show him how to do it.  He inched forward a little more and gave her
clitoris a small quick kiss.  She quivered beneath me, and I held her
pussy lips apart with my fingers and edged him on again.  His kisses
were quick at first but the more and more he got into it, the longer
and more erotic they became.
   It was wonderful, he was kissing a pussy right in front of me
and it was driving me mad with desire to know what those lips would
feel like on my own pussy.  I could tell that Melanie was coming
pretty close to orgasm too, and I wasn't very far behind her either.
   The fact that I was able to watch him do all the work and just
enjoy myself pushed me on even further, and after he had kissed her
another half a dozen times we were both writhing in orgasm.  He pulled
away just in time, because she brought her legs up and squeezed my
head between them, smothering my face in her pussy.
   After that my world was dark for a few minutes until Melanie
had calmed down enough to release me from her thighs.  When she did
Bob was gone, and I turned around and climbed up her body and kissed
her lips.
   She held me tight for a few minutes, kissing each other before
my curiosity of what my father had thought over took me and I had to
excuse myself to go to the bathroom.
   "Do you think he saw us?" she asked me excitedly, I think she
was turned on by the idea of someone watching us.
   "I'm sure he did," I told her giving her one last kiss and
rubbing her cunt with my hand.  The best part was that she'd never
know how sure I was!  
   "We should probably finish cooking dinner too."
   "I suppose, you go down and start with out me, I won't be too
long!"  But I hoped I would.  I hoped that maybe Bob would want to
make love to me after all the excitement I had given him. 	When I
went out of my bedroom I found the door to his room shut, and since I
didn't want Melanie seeing me go in I shut the room to my door, hoping
that maybe she'd think that I was trying to value her privacy, but
somehow, by the way she'd asked if he'd seen us, I doubted that she
really cared.
   When I opened his door he was lying on his bed with his pants
off wildly pumping his cock.  I couldn't believe it, it was so hard,
and so big.  I hadn't really ever seen it in the light before but
man....  He never saw me until I closed the door, and when he did he
stopped what he was doing.
   "Did you enjoy that," I asked him in a whisper--I really
didn't need an answer the only one I needed was the big smile on his
face--as I laid down beside him.  Quietly I unbottoned the rest of his
shirt and spread it open stroking and kissing his chest.  "Now, let me
make you feel good!"
   "Sandi!" he warned me in a whisper.
   "You haven't done this, since you went in to that prison have
you?" I asked giving his cock a little pump and kissing his side.
   "No," he whispered shaking his head.
   "Can I help?" I said moving so I was sitting down on my
haunches between his legs.
   "Sandi!"
   "I love you Dad," I told him as I started fondeling his
testicles and pumping his penis.  I leaned down a few times to kiss
the head of his penis, if I had done more than that I was sure that he
wouldn't let me finish so I was careful not to touch him too much with
my mouth even though I would have loved to take him in it.
	The feel of him under my fingers was wonderful, soft, and
hard, just wonderfully mixed, it was absolutely heavenly...and the
best part was I was going to see him cum.  It was awesome, and it was
nothing like what it was like with the coach, the only thing that was
the same was the way his testicles kind of withdrew just before he
started spurting his white seed.
	It had to be one of the most beautiful things that I had ever
seen, it was like a geyser he shot at his stomach first while I
continued pumping I aimed him so that he hit my chest and breasts with
it he even managed to get it all the way up onto my chin.
   Where ever it landed it burned my insides knowing that it came
from him, it was clean, and so wonderful.  When he looked up at me I
smiled at him and whispered "I love you Dad" as I licked at my chin
and started rubbing his warm liquid into my flesh.
   When I'd finished rubbing, I leaned over and started to clean
up the little that was left on him with sucking kisses and little laps
with my tongue.  He was delicious!  Absolutely heavenly!
   I moved up and kissed his lips when I got it all in my mouth.
"Do you still love me?" I whispered to him kissing just below his ear.
   "Of course I do!" he said and kissed my hair.
   "I like doing things like that for you!" I told him still in the same
soft sexy whisper.  "I want to do things like that for you Bob, all the
time!"
   "Sandi!"
   "Shhhh...." I told him covering his lips with my forefinger
before I kissed them.  "Just let me enjoy this moment, you came for me
for the first time!  I hope the first of many!  God I love you so
much!"
   He looked like he wanted to say something but he held it back,
but I'd probably hear about it later.  "I love you too honey," he
whispered and kissed my forehead.
   After a few precious moments of lying there on top of him with
a little film of sweat between us, I lifted my head from his chest and
kissed him before whispering "I guess I should be getting down stairs
or Melanie's going to be wondering where I...we are!  Unless you think
I should tell her to go home?"
   "No, you better go down to her," he said huskily.  I loved it!
   "All right," I said softly and kissed him again "I love you!"
   He patted my ass before I got up and left him lying on his
bed.  It sunk in a few minutes later when I was down stairs making
dinner with Melanie, I had actually brought him to an orgasm--and he'd
come for me too!  Such a wonderful taste too, oh god, I felt like my
chest was going to explode from the amount of feelings just thinking
about him gave me.  And they were warm, they warmed me up so fully.  I
was sure I was glowing like a 100 watt light bulb.
   Even the spot where he'd smacked my bottom felt like it was on
fire.  Melanie smiled at me and kissed me, just as he came into the
kitchen dressed.
   "Hi girls," he said chuckling.  Just to show she wasn't
intimidated by him, Melanie kissed me again, cupping one of my breasts
and then smiled at him.  I couldn't believe she'd done it.
   When we'd parted he came between us and wrapped his arms
around our waists and hugged us as he asked "What's for dinner?"
   "Carrots...Corn...Green Beans...." Melanie said pointing at
the pots on the stove.
   "...and there's roast beef in the oven!"
   "You two certainly have been busy!" then he gave me a sly knowing
smile, which I would have loved to wipe off of his face with a kiss.
   "Yes, we have!" Melanie responded grinning at me.
   "Dad?"
   "What is it Sandi?"
   "Would you take us camping?"
   "What...I thought we decided against it!"
   "I want to go, what do you say Dad?"  He looked down at me
almost questioningly.  "Pleeeaaassseee!!!"
   "You've got to talk to Mel's parents first, and see what they
say, and we'll have to get that tent down from out in the garage."
   "We can get it!" Melanie said softly.
   "Well I better help anyway, and we're going to need sleeping
bags, we've got two...."
   "Three...Mom's too Dad!"
   "Yeah...I suppose there is three!  The only other question is
where will we go, we can't go...too far!"
   "We'll just go to the city camp ground!" I said excitedly.
   "All right that takes care of that, now all you've got to do is talk
to your parents Melanie and we'll leave first thing tomorrow morning!"
   "Why can't we go this evening?" I asked.
   "Because I said tomorrow morning Sandi!"
   "All right," I said softly.
   "Dinner'll be ready in a few minutes," Melanie said looking at
the vegetables.
   "Melanie, why don't you go talk to your parents now, you might
want to use my phone upstairs!"
   "Ok," Melanie said softly.  Bob gave us both another squeeze
before dropping his arms and Melanie left the kitchen.  I waited until
she was gone before I kissed him.
   "You look so sexy, when your trying to be deceitful," I
whispered in his ear.
   "Why do you want to go camping?" he asked me with that same
warning tone in his voice.
   "Just because!" I told him and gave him another quick kiss
after looking towards the stairs to see if Melanie was coming.
   "That's not a very good answer Sandi!"
   "Well for one reason, it gets us away from this infested
house!" I told him out loud hoping that he'd get my point of the
listening devices rather than anything else.
   He looked at me for a second not sure about what I was talking
about then slowly I could see enlightenment dawn on his face and he
simply said "Oh!"
   Melanie came down and admitted that her parents had agreed,
but somewhat reluctantly.  Then we sat down and ate, I sat across from
Bob wondering when my feelings for him actually started to change.  I
couldn't see him anymore as Bob-my-father (well not that much anyway)
but as Bob-a-handsome-sexy-funny-desirable-man.  	I sat there
watching him eat more than I ate my own food, I watched hungrily as he
put the food over his sexy-delicious lips.  Even the way he smiled or
laughed at some silly crack that Melanie made seemed to excite me.
   Every now and again he'd look over to me and smile, it was
funny how good he was keeping what we had done hidden.  But by the end
of dinner all I could think about was how much I desired him...nothing
else really mattered other than him holding me in his arms, kissing
me, loving me and making love to me!  Ever cell of my being ached for
his touch.
   I only hoped that I was hiding my feelings for him as well as
he was towards me from Melanie...and every one else that saw us.
   "Mr. Davis?" Melanie asked just as we were finish our pudding desert.
   "Yes, Melanie!"
   "I was wondering something...."
   "What were you wondering?"
   "I was wondering if you've ever seen women...making love to
each other."  I couldn't believe she had asked him that, and the way
his smile dropped for a second told me that he hadn't expected it
either, not from Melanie anyway, from me sure but Melanie....
   "Well, uh, Melanie why do you ask?"
   "I was just wondering, you know what Sandi and I are, and your
comfortable about it...."
   "You mean lovers!" he said softly the sparkle in his eye
flaring up a little more.
   "Yes, why are you so calm about that most parents if they
heard their son or daughter were having a homosexual relationship
they'd go off the handle but you...you don't!"
   "Well, I suppose I'm a little more liberal minded than the rest...."
   "But why?"
   "I don't know, I just am I guess!"
   "Would you like to watch Sandi and I...make love?"  My god she
was full of questions that I'd never expected her to ask my father.
   "Melanie!" I scolded her as he took on a surprised look.
   "You want me to watch?" he asked her softly.  She didn't turn
away from his gaze, didn't say a word only nodded.  I couldn't believe
it, I didn't know which way was up or down anymore.
   Then his face took on a hard line, his muscles tensed and he
said "No, that wouldn't be very proper of me!  You two just enjoy
yourselves, you better leave me out of it."
   "Honest, we don't mind, do we Sandi!" she said looking at me,
then I realized that she was actually flirting with him.
   "Yes we do," I told her straight out and evenly, while glaring
her down.  Then when she turned back around to him I smiled at him so
he knew that it wasn't him I didn't want there.
   "Well I don't mind, and if you want to your welcome anytime," she
said then finished with patting his arm.  I wanted him there too but not
under her request.  The three of us got up and cleaned the dishes and the
kitchen up.
   When we were finished Melanie suggested that we watched some
TV, we sat together in the same chair, while Bob sat on the couch all
alone.  I felt so sorry for him when we were sitting not ten feet away
from him kissing and fondling each other.  Melanie's hand was right up
my skirt and I was rubbing her through her jeans.
   He tried to ignore us but what could he do after Melanie had taken off
my T-shirt and I had undone her blouse so her breasts were hanging out.
He did the only thing he could, he got up and left us on our own.
   We both missed his presence but we cuddled each other out of
the loss, or at least Melanie tried to...I still missed him.  "Let's
go up to bed," Melanie suggested pulling me up from the chair.
   "Sandi, could you come in here for a minute," Bob called when
he heard our footsteps on the stairs.
   "Coming!" I replied pushing Melanie into my bedroom with a giggle.
   "Tell him you'll be there later," Melanie pleaded tugging on my arm.
   "No, I've got to go see what he wants!  Maybe it will be something good!"
   "All right," she said with a giggle, "but hurry back!"
   "I will," I said and thought to myself "if my man doesn't want
to do something better!"
   When I entered his room, he was sitting on the bed with a duffel bag
that I had never seen before.  "What is it Dad?" I asked ignoring the
fact that I was half naked.  He gave me a quick look over to see how much
clothing I was actually wearing and then tried to ignore it.
   "This was your mothers..." he said holding out the bag to me
"I think she would have wanted you to have it."
   "What is it," I asked opening the bag and finding all sorts of
what looked like sex-toys, dildos, and an assortment of all kinds of
different oils and lotions.  "What's it for?"
   "For you and Melanie, it was what your mother called her
woman's bag.  I don't know if any of them are motorized," he said
softly, "but if you want one that is I'll get you one."
   "I don't want these fake things," I whispered to him rubbing
his crotch.  "I want the real thing to be my first one!"
   "Sandi!" he said in that same warning voice before he eased
up.  "Well, maybe Melanie would enjoy you using them on her."

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