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Sandi's Story


                                 SANDI'S STORY
                                       by
                                    R. Hawk


     My mother died when I was eight from a car accident with a drunk
driver five years ago.  My Dad was left to raise me on his own and
against his beliefs I think he did a good job trying to fill the role
of both mother and father.
     It wasn't easy for him to raise his baby girl into a young woman,
but he had managed even through the "period crisis" with very little
help from anyone else.  But I didn't like the fact that he refused to
go out and date other women claiming his devotion to my mother.
     Even though he didn't know I knew that his collection of
penthouse and playboy and other magazines grew over the years with the
absence of a woman in his life.  Occasionally I had flipped through
them, reading the stories, interviews and of course looking at the
pictures.  I hadn't had a mother to undress around so it was rare that
I saw an older woman naked.  But I didn't really understand what my
father saw in the pictures until grade seven's sex ed class.
     After that I started looking at my father differently he wasn't
just my father anymore I saw him as a sexually functional male.
     I began noticing that at least once a week he locked himself in
either his room or bathroom for extended periods of time.  I began
getting curious at what he was doing, what it felt like to have an
orgasm.
     I was shy at school and as such didn't have very many friends
certainly not boyfriends so instead of going straight off into
intercourse.  When I showered that weekend I made it a little longer
to rub my vagina, and clitoris until I experienced it.  My very first
orgasm.  When I had reached the point of climax I had let out a little
scream of pleasure by my father was pounding on the door asking if I
was all right.
     I told him I was fine and I could tell by the sound of his voice
that he was reluctant to leave.  After he had left I turned the water
back on washed myself off quickly.  I stepped out and started drying
myself off.  I remember having a sudden urge to see myself in the
mirror.  I used my towel and wiped the stream off of the mirror.
	My breasts weren't as big as the women in the magazines were,
and my frame wasn't very big and the few sparse hairs of pubic hair I
had were filling out a little more.  I wasn't a woman but, I was
getting there.
     After about a month of my secretive masturbation I figured that
Dad should have a woman to make love with thinking that if
masturbation felt as good as it did making love must be even better.
I started looking for a woman for him.
     It took me two weeks before I finally found one that I liked
enough and I was sure Dad would too because she had a small frame big
tits, and a nice ass.
     I invited her to dinner one night, she came willingly and I let
her and Dad spend the night alone by saying at the last minute I had
to go to a friends house.
     Dad gave me a look I'd never seen before, but it wasn't
gratefulness.  But I left the house smiling thinking that they'd get
along great together.
     When I returned home three hours later Dad was waiting for me in
the living room, alone.
     "Sandi, what was that about tonight?"
     "What?" I asked innocently.
     "With Ms. Rockwell, why did you invite her to dinner and then
leave?"
     "I thought you two might want to be alone...."
     "I figured that much out but why did you do it?"
     "I just figured it wouldn't hurt if you started seeing people
again!"
     "Sandi I've told you before, I am not going out with anyone, your
mother was the only woman for me."
     "Dad, Mom's dead, you've got to get on with your life wouldn't
she want you happy and with someone rather than with..." I trailed
off.
     "With what?" he demanded.
     "With those magazines!  You have so much to offer a woman Dad,
why can't...."
     "What magazines?"
     "Those ones that you think you've got hidden, the ones with the
pictures of the naked women."
     "Sandi, you're not to be looking at those."
     "I have for years Dad, and I don't like the idea of you
masturbating over them rather than being with a real woman." Strange
words considering I had been doing exactly what he had; masturbaing
over the pictures.  "Why don't you find one and make love to her like
you should be doing rather than gazing over pictures."
     "Sandi, you don't know what your talking about!"
     "Yes I do!" I shouted at him angrily.  "You need a woman, to
hold, to carress, to make love to, to enjoy the days and evenings
with.
     "Sandi...."
     "Dad, I hate seeing you lonely like this, I find you a smart,
sexy woman and you can't even keep her attention for two hours."
     "Sandi, your the only woman that I want in my life right now."
     "Dad, I want you to have the kind of love you had with Mom.  I
want you to be happy, and you can't have that kind of happiness with a
magazine."
     "Sandi, come on...don't act like this I don't want to be married
again, there is no one that will ever make me feel like I did with
your mother."
     "So you won't even try, Dad, nobody is telling you to marry
anyone anyway.  All I'm saying is start dating, maybe get a
girlfriend."
     "Sandi...I'm not going to...."
     "Just ask someone out, go out on a few dates, for me!  But above
all I want you to enjoy yourself rather coming right home after work
and moping around here!"
     "Sandi...."
     "Please!" I begged.
     "All right...all right.  I'll go on a few dates ok, but after I
have you can't try setting me up like you did tonight or bothering me
about going out again."
     "I can't promise that besides did you mind my choice in women
that much.  I thought you'd enjoy the size of her breasts."
     "Sandi I like women for more things than their bra size."
     "But Margaret wasn't wearing one."
     "I kind of noticed that Sandi, but that's not the point...."
     "Then what is?"
     "I like women for who they are not what they are!  I love you and
I always will no matter what size your...."
     "Breasts are." I finshed.
     "Yes!"
     "But I'm not your lover though."  Even as I said it I was getting
more and more curious about love making; love making with my father.
As he was talking thoughts of his warm fingers and hands on my breasts
or his chest pressed against mine or his fingers touching me where I
touched myself in the shower, and then just as I was imagining what
lay forbidden in his pants he pulled me down onto his lap surprising
me smiling.
	"You haven't heard a word I've said Sandi!" he told me but I
was too busy wondering if he could feel the heat radiating from inside
me.
     Intenionally but unnoticed by him I ground myself against his
thighs as I hugged him and told him I was sorry.  I could feel him
stirring beneath me before he pushed me off of him telling me.  "Go
brush your teeth!"
     "I think I'm going to have a shower too before I go to bed.  I
got pretty dirty over at Melanie's."
     "Your taking a fair number of showers lately, is there anything
that I should be worried about?"
     "No, I just like feeling clean, is that all right with you," I
asked smiling.
     "Of course it is  but its just a change from...."
     "Your right, I do need a change.  I'm going to have a bath
instead!"  He chuckled and I went upstairs and ran the bath while I
was undressing I thought I heard something from the corner behind the
toilet but after a second it was gone.
     The idea of making love to my father was such a turn on I sighed
when I actually slid into the water.  I put my feet up on the edge of
the tub and began caressing myself.  The whole time I imagined that it
was him doing it pressing his fingers into my steamy cunt.  Pretending
it was him I finger fucked myself until I final came.
     Feeling good and warm I soaked in the tub for a good part of a
half hour thinking about how it wouldn't be right if I actually
slipped into bed and made love to him.
     When I got out of the tub I started drying myself off with a
towel then I felt something against my foot and when I looked down I
found a mouse.  I screamed and jumped back into the tub and screamed
louder.
     A few seconds later my father barged through the door "What's
wrong?  What's the matter?"
     Hysterically I pointed to the floor and screamed "Mouse!"
     He looked at where I was pointing and laughed  "A mouse?  A
scream like that over a mouse, I thought there was really something
wrong!"
     Then we both realized that I was naked and in the confusion I had
thrown the towel against the wall.  He looked me up and down taking in
the changes that had gone on since he had last seen my six year old
body.
     Then as if he caught himself doing something wrong he backed away
for the door.  "You get dressed and tomorrow we'll get some traps."
     "Don't leave me in here alone with it."
     "Sandi, its afraid of you as much as you are of it, just leave it
alone and it will leave you alone."
     "Please!"
     "Sandi, your nothing more than a big baby!" he said picking up
the towel and throwing it to me "wrap this around you!"
     After I got it loosely around me he moved towards the tub and
picked me up, cradeling me in his arms.  "I may be a baby," I
whispered holding tightly to him "but I'm your baby!"
     "Yes, you are that!"
     "Where are you going?"
     "I'm going to put you on your bed."
     "No way, I'm not going to sleep alone tonight, not with that
thing roaming free!"
     "For godesake Sandi it's only a tiny baby mouse!"
     "A baby...."
     "Yes!"
     "Then that means that theres more than one of them!"
     "Probably but...."
     "I'm sleeping with you tonight, and tomorrow, and the next night,
and the night after that until I'm sure every one of those disgusting
little rats...."
     "...Mice...."
     "...Mice are gotten rid of!"
     "Sandi, your a young woman, you should be able to sleep on your
own besides you haven't needed to sleep in my bed for years!"
     "We haven't had ra...mice in the house before though!"
     "Sandi!"
     "If you get rid of them tomorrow, I'll sleep in my own bed,
tomorrow!"
     "Ah Sandi come on your a big girl!"
     "Now I'm a girl am I, make up your mind first I'm a big baby,
then I'm a young woman, now I'm a big girl!  Besides, it won't be so
bad will it, we can cuddle like we used to."
     "But you were a little baby when we did that."
     "So.  I'm scared I want to sleep with my father, what's wrong
with that?"
     "Nothing, but...."
     "Good then take me to your room and let's go to sleep, I've got
school and you've got work tomorrow."
     "You better grab a night-gown then."
     "But I haven't slept in one in years!"
     "Then how do you sleep?"
     "You know...the same way you do."
     "Sandi then you should really stay in your own room."
     "Then I'll wear a pair of panties, and a bra, ok?  It'll be no
different than a bathing suit."
     "All right," he said setting me down on the floor.  "Get them!"
I let the towel drop away from me and he moved to leave the room.
     "Don't go, please.  I'll just be a second."
     "Sandi...."
     "Please," I said pulling open my underwear drawer.  "Just give me
a second."  He stayed put while I quickly pulled on a pair of lace
panties, and then slipped on one of my training bras.  "There!
Happy?"
     "Come on then, have you brushed you teeth?"
     "Yeah, I did that before I took my bath.  Are you going to finish
and carry me to your bed."
     "Do I have to?"
     "I like it when you carry me around, it makes me feel safe."
     "All right, but this is the last time," he said before
picking me up, I'm pretty sure he failed to notice the grin that I had
let slip out.  He carried me into his bedroom and put me on one side
of the bed and went into his bathroom.  I slipped under the covers and
waited for him to come out.
     A few minutes later he came out wearing his underwear.  Somewhere
inside of me there was a groan of disapointment.  He slipped under the
covers beside me and turned on the alarm clock then shut the light
off.
     When he sunk into the bed I cuddled up against him and he wrapped
an arm around me making me feel safe like he always did, only I also
noticed that he smelled good, good and manly to me, it wasn't so much
his cologne but him.
     All lying beside him was doing was arousing me.  It took him only
a few minutes to get to sleep but I wasn't as lucky I felt
uncomfortable and no matter what I did I couldn't get relaxed.  
     Half an hour after he had fallen asleep I moved away from him a
little bit and stripped off my underwear and threw them away and
cuddled back up against him, pressing my bare breasts against his
side.
     After that it only took a few minutes before I fell asleep, and
it was the most sound sleep that I had ever had in my life.  I felt at
that moment that that was the place that I belonged the most, right at
his side with my bare flesh pressed up against his.  The only thing
that disturbed me was the small piece of clothing that he wore around
his own crotch.
     When I awoke, the alarm hadn't gone off yet, and my father was
still asleep, the only difference from our position was that at some
point during the night I had slipped my hand into his underwear and I
was holding him.
     I looked at his face and he was wearing the best smile I had seen
on his face since my mother had passed away and it was because of me.
I felt wonderful, and his penis felt good in my hand, almost like it
belonged there.  I know it was kind of a weird feeling, he was the
first man that I had ever touched and it felt good.
     Quietly I withdrew my hand from his shorts and slipped out of bed
and got dressed.  I went down stairs and fixed our breakfast like I
had since I was eight and waited for him to come for breakfast.
     When he entered the kitchen the smile was still on his face and
even though he kissed my cheek the same way he had every morning since
I was no more than five it sent tingles all through my body.  Exciting
tingles, a sensation that I had never felt before in my life, a
feeling that promised something illusive.
     "Good morning, did the mice leave you alone?" he asked me with a
little laugh.
     "No..." I whined and he gave me a glance before realizing I was
joking.  "They came into bed with us and climbed all over me.  It was
disgusting, they were every where, in my hair, on my stomach, climbing
over my feet."
     "Well, I'm sorry to hear that...I slept like a baby!"
     "I'll bet you did," I said grimacing, and he laughed some more.
If I could make him feel this good just by touching him I wondered how
good he would feel if I went all the way and actually made love to
him.
     The fantasy lasted all of three seconds before second thoughts
came crashing in.  "So who do you think I should ask out first?"
     "I don't know," I said slowly.  I really didn't want him going
out with another woman anymore, I wanted him all to myself.  "Who
would you like to see naked?"
     "Sandi...."
     "Well?"
     "Well, there's a new secretary at work...."
     "Does she have big tits?"
     "Sandi!"
	"Well?"
	"Not really!" he groaned.
     "Nice ass?"
     "Yes."
     "Will I like her?"
     "I'm not sure I haven't really had much of a chance to talk with
her."
     "Well, then why don't you ask her for a drink after work?"
     "You'll be all right without me?"
     "Yes...I'll be fine.  I'm a big girl!"
     "All right.  Here..." he said pulling out his wallet and giving
me twenty dollars.  "You go to the store and buy those traps, and
something for yourself with the rest, all right?"
     "Ok." I said softly taking the money.
     "Is something wrong Sandi?"
     "No, nothing.  It's about time we should be going.  I'll see you
tonight Dad."  I got up and kissed his cheek before going out the
backdoor and biking to school.  I met up with Melanie halfway but the
rest of the trip we didn't say much other than our initial greetings.
     Silently I made it through the day, drifting from my grade nine
classes, and the only thing I could think of was holding my father's
large penis and his smiling face.  Every minute I became more and more
curious about what it had actually looked like, what it would taste
like, what it would feel like inside me.
     When I got to the store I found and bought the traps with
Melanie, and then I started looking around for something for me, I
wanted to get something that I would like, and something that would
make him happy.
     That was the only thing that I really found important in my
entire life was making him happy and seeing him happy made me happy.
So even though Melanie and I got some pretty strange looks from the
people around us I bought some black nearly entirely see through
lingerie.
     Melanie wanted to know what I wanted it for too, but I wasn't
going to tell her I wanted to turn my father on...so for the first
time in my life I lied to her.  I told her "I just want it in case a
boy I like asks me out and I want to go all the way."  She giggled and
laughed after I had told her that.
     When we got back to the house I cut the tags off of it and put a
load of laundry on with it in it.  Melanie called home and asked if
she could stay for dinner, and her mother agreed.  I started going
about making dinner and got half way through it before my father
phoned.
     "I'll be home late tonight so don't wait up for me all right
honey?"
     "All right Dad, just enjoy yourself all right?"
     "I will!" he said and laughed at something that was happening on
the other end of the phone.
     "Dad, can Melanie sleep over?"
     "Sandi, it's a school night!"
     "Well, if your not going to be home till late...."
     "All right, as long as it's all right with her parents.  But be
good ok?"
     "We will Dad.  Thank you!"
     "Your welcome.  I'll see you later ok, honey!  I love you."
     "I love you too Dad, good night!"
     "Good night honey."  With that he hung up the phone.
     After I hung up the phone Melanie called home and got her
mother's permission to stay over night promising that she'd be good,
of course she didn't tell her that my Dad wouldn't be home.
     After I had got dinner under way Melanie wanted to see "the
magazines".  I had showed her them once when my dad was out one
Saturday morning and every time she came over she wanted to look at
them.  She like looking at the pictures of naked women as much as I
did, and I had found a new magazine that she hadn't seen and I told
her as much.
     Quietly we slipped into my fathers bedroom together gigling and
laughing, I went around the side of the bed first and Melanie waited
for me at the foot of the bed, a good thing to because I hadn't
realized that I had left my underwear there beside the bed so before I
retrieved the magazine from between the mattresses I flicked my bra
and panties under the bed.
     We both layed down on the bed and spread out a little and pored
through the magazine, it was different from the others, it was a
hard-core mag.  It had men and women fucking, penis' half buried in
women's vagina's, or deep in their mouths, or between the mounds of
their breasts.
     As we flipped through the pages I began wondering what it would
be like to be the woman and my father the man in the pictures.
     "That's disgusting," Melanie said as we turned the page and found
a penis nearly completely buried in a woman's anus.  And all I could
do was wonder how it would feel to have it done to me.
     The timer went off downstairs and we put the magazine up only
half way through it and went downstairs and ate.  We forgot about it
for awhile and watched Tv, and got the clothes out of the drier and
folded them.  I set aside my new purchase wanting to try it on before
I went to bed.
     At about seven-thirty we remembered the magazine and returned
back upstairs to it.  The second half of the magazine was different
from the first part it wasn't men and women, it was just women,
kissing, licking and touching each others breasts, fingering each
other's cunts, using big toes in cunts, tonguing cunts, and actual
finger fucking.
     I was surprised at how much the pictures of just women turned me
on, and when the magazine was finished we just kind of layed there
staring at the back cover of the magazine.
     "I wonder how that lingerie looks," I said trying to disrupt the
silence that had enveloped the house.
     "Why don't you go try it on!" Melanie suggested.  I got up off of
the bed, and carried the lingerie into the bathroom, and quickly
changed.  There were solid bars that strengthened the clothing, it
circled my nipples and went up the crack of my ass, and the black lace
that surrounded the rest showed the skin beneath quite well.
     "What do you think?" I asked coming back out into the bedroom and
took a spin.
     "It looks really good.  How does it feel?"
     "Wonderful..." I said moving closer to her.  "Want to touch?"
     "Sure..." she said and her hand touched my side and started
tracing down my side over the cloth.
     "What d'ya think?"
     "I think it feels pretty good...Sandi...do you...do you ever
wonder...never mind."
     "Do I ever wonder what?" I said sitting down on the bed beside
her.
     "Never mind."
     "No come on, you can't start to ask a question and say forget
about it now whats the rest of the question."
     "Do you ever wonder...what it feels like to...to touch another
woman?"
     "Sometimes, why?"  What else could I say it was true after
looking at all my father's magazine's where women were the soul roles
in them.
     "I do too, and I was wondering what it would feel like...."
     "Would you like to...try?" I asked nervously.
     "Would you?"
     "I asked you first!"
     "I guess I would...what about you?"
     "I think I would too, do you want to try?"
	"I...I don't know.  I guess."
	"What do you think we should do first?"
     "Maybe a kiss?"
     "All right..." I said softly and hesitantly we both leaned closer
to each other and quickly pecked each other.  Then we tried again more
slowly, and longer, then again even slower, then once more, it was a
really erotic kiss too, because we had both pressed a hand against on
one of each others breasts.
     When we parted the whole room was filled with a kind of nervous
sexual tension.  I started undoing the buttons of her blouse with
nervous shaking hands while she watched me.  After I had got all of
her buttons undone she helped me take it off of her, then silently
holding my breath I undid her bra.
     Her breasts were more developed than my mine, and I cupped them
with almost anxious hands before I silently leaned forward and kissed
one of her nipples.  She gasped when I wet it with my tongue and then
blew on it.  I did the same to her other breasts and in almost a sense
of awe I watched her nipples stiffen.  I looked up into her eyes and
let out a small smile as I cupped one of her breasts before kissing
her lips again.
     "I think I like this," Melanie said not taking her eyes off of me
as she lied down on her back and I undid her jeans and pulled them off
with her panties.
     "I think I do too!"
     "I want to feel your hands on me," she said softly watching me.
I slid my hand up the inside of her leg up her thighs and cupped her
pubis mon.  "That feels good don't stop!"  I slipped a finger inside
of her vagina loving the feel of it.  I started thrusting my fingers
in and out of her and had her moaning in a few moments, she was
obviously as turned on about looking at other women as I had been.
     I stopped what I was doing when I realized that she was getting
quite close to coming, and I want to see it.  I wanted to see her
come.  I got between her thighs and looked at her open wet pussy.
"What are you doing?" she demanded while I watched her stir, and then
gathering all the courage I could I flicked my tongue out at her
vulva, quickly sliding over the delicate skin.
     Gaining confidence I gave it a small kiss, then another one
longer and deeper and seconds later I was alternating between sucking
on her lips and tonguing her pussy the whole time I continued to
finger fuck her.
     Her pussy was beautiful, so delicate and so amazing it was
wonderful and it was completely under my control, with the simplest
little flick of my tongue on her nearly hidden clitoris I could bring
a moan from between her lips.  With one last delicous kiss I brought
her, another woman, to orgasm one that shook her entire body.
     I got up on my hands and knees and moved up on either side of her
body and kissed her lips as her hands cupped my breasts.  Her eyes
were lit with an excitement that I rarely saw in Melanie, an
excitement that brimmed over into a wide grin on her lips.
     She unhooked the clasps of the top and push them down touching my
bare breasts sending shivers down my spine.  She pushed me over onto
my back so she was on top of me and pulled the rest of the outfit off,
throwing it to the floor.  She pressed her breasts tight against mine
for a few minutes while she kissed me, my own excitement built up
quickly as she moved to my breasts and kissed and licked at my nipples
for a few minutes before she kissed her way down my body.
     When her lips pressed against my pussy, it was a deep kiss, not
hesitant like mine had been, and her tongue dove as deep as she could
get it.  I spread my legs for her as far as I could so that my pussy
stuck out for her, and she pushed further on my legs as her mouth and
tongue caressed me.
     It felt wonderful, so wonderful, to have another person touching
me, exciting me like no one had ever done before.  I closed my eyes
and imagined that it was my father's hot breath between my thighs as
his fingers slid into me, pushing me closer and closer to orgasm.
     Melanie worked wonders between my thighs and even as I came she
clutched me tight keeping her lips pressed tight against my pussy,
giving it little delicous kisses.
     After that we slipped into a sixty-nine position and brought each
other to another few orgasms each before we finally cuddled up
together kissing and stroking each other into a blissful slumber.
     When my fathers alarm clock went off we were stil holding each
other close but there was no sign of my Dad.  Melanie complained about
wanting to sleep another five minute, but I was afraid my Dad had
trouble getting home.  I quickly dressed in the clothes that I had
been wearing before I had donned the lingerie.
     But when I heard the sounds of him sleeping in my bedroom I felt
relieved.  I quitely pushed open the door and stepped through almost
immediately noticing the bulge in the center of the covers.  "Dad," I
called softly sitting down on the edge of the bed running my fingers
through his brown hair.
     "Sandi...."
     "Come on its time to get up."
     "What time is it?"
     "Nearly time for us to be leaving the house.  What did you sleep
in here for?"
     "My bed was kind of...occupied."
     "What's that got to do with anything?"
     "Sandi, you were kind of busy last night!"
     "You mean you...."
     "Saw, yes!"
     "No lecture?"
     "No lecture, your mother liked girls for a while too when she was
young.  You'll grow out of it, like she did.  I figure you know what
you're are doing."
     "I hope not, I kind of like it."
     "You haven't been with any...men yet though...have you?"
     "Only you," I said smiling and kissed his lips playfully.
     "Good, try and keep it that way for a little while all right."
     "You don't mind if I...play...with Melanie," I said as my hand
covered the bulge in the covers.
     "If you the two of you both want to...I don't object, now would
you mind leaving so I can get up and get dressed."
     "Maybe I do...maybe I want to...play with you too!" I said
smiling.  He treated it as a joke but I was being serious I did want
to "play" with him.
     "Sandi!" he scolded smiling, "Go on get out of here."
	I made a small little objection grinning, but I left without
too much more.  He surprised me I hadn't expected him to have seen us
let alone gave his permission.  But it wasn't really  what I wanted
what I wanted was to sleep and make love to him not Melanie.  Melanie
was good, but a poor substitute for who I really wanted.  
        "How was your night with what's her name?" I asked him when he
came down for his breakfrast.  
	"Please not so loud!"  
	"That good was it?"  
	"Her name was Debra, Sandi, and I don't think I'll be seeing
her again."  
	"Why?"  
	"Her idea of a good time was drinking more booze than I've
ever seen in my life, and dancing with every guy but me."  
	"I'm sorry!" I said setting down his eggs and toast.  
	"It's all right, it wasn't your fault.  You better get going
or you two are going to be late!"  
	"All right," I said and kissed his cheek.  "Bye Dad!"  
	"Bye honey, see you tonight," he called after us while we
headed out the back door.  
	School was slow, and I wanted to see him again, I wanted to
tell him that I wanted to go to bed with him...really go to bed with
him, and take his manhood inside me.  I wanted it so bad the whole day
was like an entire erotic roller coaster.  When he got home I would
tell him, then we would make love.  
	Melanie asked if I wanted to go over to her house for a little
while but I told her I had to go straight home.  When I got there I
started getting out all of my father's favourite things for dinner,
put a roast in the oven, got corn and carrots out of the freezer to
defrost and a bottle of wine from the small wine cellar that he kept.

	Just before dinner was ready I went upstairs and took a shower
and came down dressed in the lingerie that I had bought, a new pair of
jeans, and the nicest blouse I had in my closet.  I wanted to make it
a night we'd both remember.  I even put candles on the table and had
them lit.  
	I sat there at the table watching the minutes tick by on the
old analog clock on the wall.  The food gradually grew cold and I ate
by myself, a romantic dinner for two, eaten alone.  When I was
finished it was three hours after the usual time he was supposed to be
home.
	I blew the candles out and cleaned up the dishes fixing him a
plate.  I was sad, depressed and worried, he hadn't called and when
ever he was going to be late he always called.  
	After another hour had dwindled away, I was wearing just my
robe and watching tv in the living room, waiting, hoping that he was
all right.  
	Then finally an hour later I heard a key scratching away at
the front door lock.  I ran to the door and threw it open and it was
him.  Uncontrolably I hugged him as tight as I could scolding him
"Your all right, God you had me so worried!"  Then I smelt it, he
reeked of booze...and he was quite drunk.  
	I pulled him inside and shut and locked the door.  I dragged
him into the kitchen and sat him down in a chair and put a pot of
coffee on.
	"What the hell did you go out and get drunk for?" I demanded
and all he did was look dumbly at me.  "Tonight of all nights!  Damn
it Dad!  You didn't even call!"
	"Ah Sandi come on I was just having a little fun with Debbie,"
he stuttered.
	"I don't want you seeing that woman again Dad, she's nothing
but a bad influence on you!"
	"Ah honey," he muttered trying to grab me but I stepped out of
his reach before he could get his hands on me.
	"No Dad I mean it, you can't go around with her anymore!"
	"Your the one that said I should be going out!" he spouted as
I set down a cup of black coffee infront of him.
	"Drink!  I said, you should go out and have fun, not drive
yourself into the ground with hangovers!"
	"But...."
	"But nothing...find a better woman, one that isn't going to
screw you over.  Did she even spend a minute with you tonight?" 
	"Well...."
	"No she didn't did she, find a woman that doesn't take and
take...some one like me I like pleasing you, making you happy.  Is
there something wrong with that, something wrong with me."  I said
almost in tears I wanted him so bad, but I wasn't going to tell him
when he wouldn't even remember.  
	"What?"
	"Do you need to act so stupid?  What are you trying to find
the worst woman in the world for you?"
	"Sandi!"
	"Not a word, I'm tired now Dad, are you finished your coffee?"
	"Yes," he said softly looking down at his hands.
	"Fine, come on and I'll put you to bed!"
	"San...."
	"Not one word!" I said grabbing his hand and pulling him out
of his chair.  Then I dragged him up the stairs to his bedroom closing
the door behind us.  He stood at the end of the bed and I unbuttoned
his shirt.
	"Sandi what..are...."
	"Not one word!" I scolded him as I started undoing his belt,
but it got stuck, and the fact that I had forgotten to turn the lights
on didn't help.  I knelt down infront of him so I could see what it
was stuck on and after a second I had it free.  I undid the button and
zipper on his pants and pulled them down, then his underwear quickly
followed.
	Even in the dark it was my first time at seeing an actually
penis, and it looked wonderful.  I had held it a number of times but
it was the first time that I actually got to look at it.  I just
stayed there for a couple of minutes staring at it, then quietly my
fingers reached for it, just gently moving it around so I could see
him better.  
	"Sandi what are you...."  
        "Shut up Dad, you're going to bed, just give me a few seconds."

	It felt even better under my touch as I looked it over.
Gently I held it in my hand moving it around looking at his soft
member.  When I had his foreskin pulled back I couldn't help just
kissing the tip of it.  
	"Sandi!"
	"All right Dad, sit down on the bed, and I'll get your socks,"
I said tiredly still curious about his penis and wanting to touch it
more.  He sat down and I unrolled his socks and threw them onto the
pile with his other clothes.  "Now get into bed!" I told him and
watched as he turned around and on his hands and knees made his way up
the bed and climbed under the covers.
	His dull eyes were riveted to me as he pulled up the covers.
I undid my robe and let it drop away before I climbed into bed with
him.  His eyes were still on me when I pulled the covers up over us
and cuddled close.
	"Why'd you kiss me down there," he asked in a near whisper as
I wrapped an arm over his chest hugging him close.  
	I simply replied "Just because!" before kissing his side.
"Now go to sleep!"  I stretched my top leg out and touched my thigh to
his crotch so he couldn't go anywhere.  It felt wonderful touching me
there to, but it was another place a few inches a way that was burning
for the same touch, but I was resolved to make it a time that we'd
both remember.  But I was certain of one thing, I wanted him to be the
one that took my virginity, he deserved it almost as much as I wanted
it.  
	It didn't take him long to get to sleep, but it took me
awhile.  I spent the time just watching him, looking over the curves
of his face, and the rythm of his breathing.
	I awoke beside him in the morning sunlight, but I didn't want
to disturb the moment I was still pressed up against him and my arm
still wrapped around his chest, his face deep in the curls of my hair.
	I wanted every second I could have, because it felt so good,
so right, that even when I knew he was awake I pretended I was asleep.
I could tell just by the change in his breathing on my neck that he
was surprised of where he was.  In bed with his daughter who was
draped sexually over him, and who was also as naked as he was.
	I let him slip away from me, and I got to enjoy the sight of
his naked back leaving the room for the kitchen I guessed and when I
smelt the scent of coffee drifting up I was sure of it.  I picked my
robe up off of the ground and wrapped it around myself tying it
infront before I got his out of the closet and went down to the
kitchen to find him staring out the back window into the yard.
	"Aren't you going to come back to bed and make love to me
again?" I asked softly from the door frame.  He turned surprised and
looked at me.
	"Oh God I did!  What was I thinking?"
	"Calm down I'm only kidding!" I said smiling holding out his
robe to him.
	"We didn't?" he asked quickly wrapping himself in it, even
though he looked better in the morning sunlight.
	"No we didn't," I said and then softly added to myself "not
yet anyway!"
	"Thank God!  How did we end up in bed...."
	"Together." I finished.
	"The last thing I remember is going to a bar with Debra."
	"Dad, I don't want you going out with that woman again." 
	"I'm not going to, now tell me how did we...I...."
	"You came home, drunk as a skunk, I gave you a cup of coffee
took you upstairs to bed, undressed you, put you in bed and then
climbed in beside you!"
	"You weren't afraid I would have...."
	"No, you weren't feeling like having sex.  I could tell  that
much!"  Besides I wouldn't have complained if you had.
	"Sandi!  Why didn't you just lay me down on the couch."
	"Because, you deserve better than that," I told him pouring
myself a cup of coffee.
	"You don't drink that."
	"I'm starting to do a lot of things I didn't use to do," I
said taking a drink of the bitter brew.  I set it down on the counter.
"Maybe I'll leave that one."
	He laughed.  "Ow."  His hangover was obviously pretty nasty.
"I'll get you some asperin," I told him as I moved around the kitchen
trying to find the bottle.  When I did get it, I found that my robe
had nearly untied itself, but I didn't retie it.  I wanted him to see
me.  I wanted him to get used to my body.  It turned me on just having
his eyes on me.  I wanted him to know it like a lover, my lover.  I
wanted him to know my body intimately, the same way I wanted to know
his.
	I took out two aspirins and moved towards him and gave him the
aspirins, with a glass of water.  He took it from me and quickly
swigged down the aspirins handing the glass to me.  I had thought of
putting them in my own mouth and giving it to them on the tip of my
tongue in his mouth after a kiss.
	"Did you put the traps out for the mice?  I forgot to."
	"You mean they've still had free reign of the house," I asked
as he tied my robe.
	"I'm afraid so!"
	"Well then we better get them put out."
	"I'll do it while you have some breakfast."
	"No you better eat something."
	"I don't feel up to eating anything.  I'll get something when
I go to the office."
        "You're going in to work?"
	"I've got to I got the books to prepare for the accountant for
Monday!"
	"Dad, you haven't spent a single weekend with me in the last
two years!"
	"Sandi, I've got to work."
	"You haven't even taken a vacation in three years."
	"Sandi, I need to work."
	"Why?  I need you with me Dad, doesn't that count for
anything."
	"Ah honey!"
	"No, don't I count more than your work."
	"Of course you do!"
	"Do I?  It doesn't seem like it, your always working.  The
last time we did anything together...I don't even remember it."
	"Sandi...."
	"Let's go away together and spend some time alone.  Just you
and me."
	"Sandi, I can't do that.  I've got to work."
	"You've always got your work, you don't pay any attention to
me!"
	"Sandi...."
	"I'm going to Melanie's!" I said letting the back door slam
shut behind me.  I felt awful leaving like that and when I reached
Melanie's I was nearly in tears.  But when I got there I didn't feel
like going in or even talking with her or anyone.  I figured my father
would have left the house pretty quickly afterwards, so I returned
home.
	I was right, the house was empty and it felt even more lonely
than usual.  I made myself a cup of hot-chocolate and put in an old
family video into the vcr and pulled my legs up tight to my chest and
watched the tape.   
	It was from when my mother was still alive and I was little
more than a baby.  She was a very beautiful woman, I could understand
why Dad was having so hard of a time letting go.  I couldn't help
wondering what she would think if she knew I wanted to sleep with him,
the way she had done when she was alive.  
	I fell asleep watching the video on the couch and dreamt of
making love to my him while my mother watched us from behind silently,
doing nothing but watching us and smiling.  Then just after we
finished we were lying next to each other and she moved towards me.
	My father kissed my hair, and she put a hand on my heart and
knelt beside me smiling not looking away from my eyes.  She kissed my
lips just a gentle soft kiss and then I heard her whisper "Make him
happy."  Then she was gone and I woke from my dream.
	It had turned dark and Dad wasn't home yet and I hadn't even
got dinner started.  I heated up the left over roast beef and buttered
some bread.  Then glancing at the clock I quickly made sandwhiches out
of it.  It wasn't going to be as good as the dinner that I had planned
the night before.
	I knew I couldn't rush it, if I did I'd never be able to get
into bed with him the way I wanted so I knew I would have to control
myself and move slowly, gradually waining his familiarity with my
nudity around him, and the feel of my body just next to him in bed.
	He came in only fifteen minutes late, but he apologized as
soon as he came in the door, but I could tell that there was a real
reason for his tardiness, he was upset about something.
	I sat him down at the kitchen table and put the sandwhichs
down in the middle of the table.  He didn't even question where the
roast beef came from.  Silently he ate keeping to himself and nearly
ignoring me completely.
	After we had finished I cleared his plate off and poured him a
cup of tea.  I stood behind him and waited he didn't touch the tea,
but just sat there.  I touched my hands to his shoulders and moved
down to loosen his tie and take it off.
	"Relax, I'm just going to rub your shoulders, then maybe you
can relax enough to tell me what's wrong."  I unbuttoned the top few
buttons of his shirt and sunk my hands into the collar of his shirt
and touch his bare tense skin massaging it.
	"That obvious is it?"
	"Only to me.  Now what happened today?" I said and leaned down
and kissed the tip of his ear.
	"You've got your mother's hands," he moaned as I rubbed deeper
into his muscles.
	"What happened today Dad?"
	"I went in like I told you, to do the books, usually it's
Fred's job but I was going to do them this year.  I found
some...discrepencies in the books when I was going over them."
	"What kind of discrepencies?"
	"They were hidden but after a careful look, they were what
looked like major transactions to private accounts and to
coorporations outside of the country."
	"What does that mean?"
        "I think it's ebezzlement!  Someone is stealing from the
company."
	"You've got to be kidding?"
	"No, I'm afraid not...God that feels good Sandi!"
	"Come on," I said taking his hand.
	"Where are we going?"
	"Up to your bedroom I'm going to...."
	"To what?"
	"Give you a full rub down, your so tense, and upset...you need
it!"
	"All right..." he said softly.
	"Good, now you go upstairs and wait for me while I get the
baby oil and we'll talk some more while I rub you, ok?"
	"Ok," he said before we parted at the top of the stairs.  I
got the bottle of baby oil and ran it under the hot tap water to warm
it up a little for him.  Before I went into his bedroom I went into
mine and changed into my robe.
	"What are you doing?" I asked him when I found him lying on
his stomach with only his shirt off.  
	"Waiting for you," he responded softly.  I set the oil down on
the night table beside his bed and moved to the center of the side of
the bed.
	"Roll over!" I told him and he did.  I went for the clasp in
his pants but he stopped me.
	"What are you doing?"
	"I'm taking your clothes off!"
	"Why?"
	"Because I'm not going to do half a job!  I'm going to give
you a full rub down like I said so either you take your clothes off
the rest of the way or let me do it.  It doesn't mattter to me which
one of us does it."  I was lying, I wanted to do it myself.  "Now
hurry up and decide the oils getting cold!"  
	"All right," he said letting go of my hands and made no
movement towards his pants.  Not realizing I was doing it I held my
breath as I took his pants off.  Then he rolled over and let me pull
down his underwear.  He had such a nice tight well muscled ass I had a
hard time trying to stop from kissing it.  
	He closed his eyes expecting to feel my hands on him while I
dropped my robe.  I got the bottle of oil and stradled his ass and
started rubbing some oil into his shoulders.  His muscles were so
tight it took a few minutes even for me to get them to loosen up a
little.
	"Who do you think is stealing the money?"
	"I don't know who it would be.  I couldn't imagine anyone
doing it."
	"But somebody must have, who would you bet on?"
	"No one!"
	"All right, who has the access and the knowledge to do it.
It's not that big of a company."
	"Sandi, Norcon Designs has subsidaries all throughout Canada
and the United States you know that."  
	"Still, it's not that big of a place that you work at.  Not
that many people anyway could have access to the companies accounts.
Who does?"
	"Well I suppose Frank Hertz, and Jane Mourey have access to
them."
	"Any one else?" I asked moving down his back and sliding my
butt further down his legs.
	"I guess, Jack Feringer could have done it, but it wouldn't be
like him.  We've had dinner with him."
	"Yes, I remember him, he was the loud one that kept making all
the lewd jokes."
	"That's him."
	"I doubt that he could do it, he doesn't have the brains to
pull something like that off.  And I know you didn't do it, so it's
got to be one of the other two right?"
	"No, I can't believe any of them would do something like
this."
	"Well one of them had to do it," I said leaning down ontop of
him so that my chest was tight against his back and kissing  his neck.
I could feel the cooling oil on my breasts and nipples so well that
the conection it made between us was like pure electricity.  
	"Your naked," he excalimed looking over his shoulder at me.
  	"Obviously.  Now what are you going to do at work?"  
	"Why are you undressed?"  
	"Why not?  Right after we're done here I'm going to be lying
next to you when we go to sleep."  
	"No your not!  Your sleeping in your own room tonight."  
	"No way, you didn't lay those traps till this morning, those
little things are crawling around inside the house.  Besides I'm
starting to like it...lying next to you I mean."  
	"Sandi," he said trying to roll over.  I got off of him and
sat on my knees beside him as he sat up and covered himself with the
covers, unfortunately.  "Your a young woman you can't be sleeping with
me.  Especially in the buff."  
	"Why not, don't you like looking at me?  I don't mind if you
do...I don't mind if you touch me either."  
	"Sandi, I don't know what your thinking about anymore...but
your starting to really worry me!"
	"What do I make you worry about?"
	"You, silly.  Is there something going on in your life that I
should know about?"
	"No!"
	"Then what's all the buisness about you trying to get close to
me every minute I'm home."
	"I miss you Dad that's all.  I enjoy spending time with you,
but you're rarely home anymore."
	"I know, but I've got to work and now with all this...."
	"I know," I said sadly looking down at my legs and the few
curls of pubic hair that were sticking out.
	"Look, when do you get off for spring break?"
	"In about three weeks at the end of the month, why?"
	"Well I've been thinking, maybe your right, maybe we could
spend some more time together as father and daughter...what would you
say about going on a vacation?"
	"I'd love to, but where would we go?"
	"The cabin."
	"We haven't been up there for years!"
	"Since you were eight...but we'll have to spend the first few
days cleaning."
	"I don't mind," I said excitedly thinking about all the fun
and loving we'd have together.  The sex part I'd have to work on, but
the fun part would be almost guaranteed I'd be with him.  "It'll be
fun!"
	"Good.  This mess should be cleaned up by then too I hope."
	"I hope so too.  Can I finish giving you your massage now?"
	"No, I think that's good enough for tonight, thanks, now you
better be getting to your bed."  I climbed in beside him and pulled
the covers up.  "That's not what I meant, I meant your bed Sandi."
	"Tomorrow," I promised cuddling up tight against him with no
thought of following through with it.  Then I slid my hand down onto
his penis.
	"Sandi!  Take your hands off of me!  I don't touch you there
do I?"
	"Would you like to?" I asked softly while looking into his
eyes.
	"Sandi....  No I don't!"
	"You can if you want, you know, I don't mind, really!" I told
him not breaking eye contact.  I removed my hand from his genitals and
took hold of his hand and guided it between my thighs and clamped down
on it.  He was so frightened his whole body looked like it was shaking a
little.  Slowly I eased up on the pressure as I returned my own hand
to wrap around the base of his penis.
	"What are you doing?" he asked in a hoarse whisper as I slowly
starting pumping his penis.
	"I want to help you forget your troubles!"
	"Sandi!  Stop it!"
	"Can't I watch you cum," I asked softly staring into his eyes.
	"Sandi!"
	"Please, I want to see it!"
	"SANDI!"
	"Come on Dad, cum for me!"
	"SANDI KNOCK IT OFF!" he said loudly withdrawing his hand from
me to push my own hand off of him.
	"Come on I promise I'll do what ever you want!"
	"Sandi, get to your own bed!" he nearly shouted angrily at me.
Dreams of actually making love to him shattered like a mirror inside
my head into millions fragments.
	"Dad...."
	"Go on Sandi, get to your own bed right NOW!"
	"...Dad...."
	"Go!"  Sadly I slipped from the bed and sullenly left the
room.  
	When I got into my own cold uninviting bed the tears came,
flooding my eyes.  I couldn't understand why it hurt me so, I was
expecting him to say that he didn't want to...but it still hurt my
heart, almost as bad as Mom dying.
	I woke a couple of hours later and after another half hour of
tossing and turning I got up from my bed.  I missed the feel of his
warmth beside me in bed and it made me feel so lonely I walked to the
his bedroom door and quietly opened it to look at him.
	He was so handsome in the early morning sunlight coming
through his window.  I knew what my mother had seen in him.  He had to
be one of the most gorgeous men in the world but to me he was the only
one.  He was also sensitve, even though he rarely spent time with me
very often.
	Even though it was years after my mother had died I had seen
tears in his eyes when we had watched the old home movies with Mom in
them.  I knew he loved her very much...and still did.  But it was my
turn, she was gone, no one else was good enough for him and I wanted
him.
	Carefully so not to wake him, I climbed into bed with him.  I
was glad that he was a heavy sleeper and when I did get in up against
him he actually wrapped his arm around me and pulled me so that my
head was on his chest.  I was happy even though he had whispered my
mother's name when he did it.
	In the morning I woke first, but a second later I sensed that
he was stirring to wake up so I pretend that I was still asleep.  He
stretched with his eyes closed and wrapped his arms around me like it
was every day that a woman lied in bed with  him.  But when he
realized it was me I could tell he was upset at my presence by the way
his breathing changed.
	He shifted but was having difficulty trying to get out from
under me, but he couldn't do it by himself so silently still feigning
sleep I rolled away from him.  He sighed, but he didn't know that if I
had of been asleep I never would have moved from my position away from
him.
	As quickly as he could he moved away from me and slipped into
the bathroom to shower.  Before he could say anything to me I got up
out of bed and left for my own room and dressed.  I didn't want him
angry at me.  I had meant to leave before he had woken up but....
	I got dressed and as I left my room I met him, he didn't say a
word he just gave me a sort of glare and then when down the stairs.
He was angry at me and just seeing it in his eyes hurt me.
	Breakfast was just as quiet.  School was even worse.  I felt
depressed the entire day, it was awful...it hurt even to smile.  I had
blown it, I knew it had been too early when I put my hand on him, but
I couldn't have helped it.  I wanted it so bad!  I wanted it more than
I ever wanted anything else in my life...and I'm not talking about
watching him ejaculate all over himself.
	Melanie had noticed my mood and had asked if she could come
home with me.
	"No, but lets go to your house instead," I had suggested.
	"All right," she whispered softly.  "I think we need to talk
about...what...happened the other day."
	"Ok," I agreed not really wanting to talk about sex but
knowing that it would have to come sooner or later.  The two of us had
shared something...unique, and my father had seen it.
	Then what he had told me about my mother re-surfaced, he had
said it would pass just like it had with her.  My mother had spent
time making love to other women, the thought surprised me and
questions about whether or not my father had seen her making love to
someone else, or if they had both invited a woman into bed with them,
or whether it was just hear-say.
	One other question came to mind and that was "Did he enjoy
watching two women at it together?"
	"Melanie, I changed my mind, what do you say about going to my
house instead?"
	"That sounds better it will give us more privacy, my mother
will be home at my house."
	"All right I'll meet you at your locker at the end of the
day...I forgot tonights my gymnastics night...I can't, how about
tomorrow?"
	"I'll call my Mom at lunch and I'll tell her I'm going to stay
over at your house tonight and I'll go with you to your practice.  I
really think we should talk!"
	"All right, but its going to take awhile.  It usually takes
two hours before the coach will let me go."
	"Two hours?"
	"Yeah.  I've got to go, in two weeks I've got to go to a
tournament.  The coach wants me to come everyday now, but I can't
afford the time."
	"Why what do you have to do?"
	"I've got to take care of my Dad!  He needs me, if I'm not
there he won't eat anything more than a sandwich.  If I don't cook he
doesn't go to any hassle to feed himself."
	"What if I go to your house after school and cook for him so
you can stay and practice?"
	"Can you cook?"
	"What do you think, we have been taking home ec. for two
years?"
	"All right stupid question.  Would you mind doing a little
cleaning, maybe some laundry?"
	"Heh, I'm no maid!  You said cook!"
	"I know, but I do do more than cook during that time!"
	"I know, but I didn't expect to...."
	"You don't have to do it if you don't want.  I'll see if I can
get my Dad to pay you.  I just want to make sure someone is there to
take care of him when I can't."
	"Depends how much?"
	"I'll talk to my Dad after practice, but do you think you
could cook tonight for him, go home and leave me here to practice and
cook him dinner.
	"Tonight?"
	"Yeah, you just have to remember my diet though...all you've
really got to do is make me a salad and that's good enough for me, but
make him something good."
	"But we were going to...talk."
	"We still can!"
	"But what about your Dad?"
	"He won't bother us, I promise."  Truth was I was hoping he
would, I was hoping that at the least he would watch us, after we had
talked.  I figured that I could please him a little that way
especially if he liked watching women together.
	"I'll see you after next class then," Melanie said before
leaving me as the bell rang.  I ran to my French class and suffered
through it like I usually did, only this time I had more important
matters on my mind, like how to make love to my father and keep
Melanie in the dark, because if she started working as a house
keeper...and that's exactly what she was going to be.
	Once she was coming over every night I also had to consider
the idea that she and my father might...become close, and that worried
me.  
	I know he had rejected me so far, but what if he didn't reject
her, what if he took her to bed, what if he came home early to do it?
What if...I had so many questions and so many worries.  I didn't want
her there but I wanted to know that he would be taken care of, and
that mattered more to me than anything else.
	Time passed slowly for the rest of the day.  The coach was as
tough and rough on me as ever and he put me through my paces as usual.
Also as usual I was hot and sweaty from the workout and had to take a
shower.  The coach as usual...joined me.
	I hadn't known any better when I started going for the
practices and I hadn't realized it till later that he always found
some way to keep me back so that there was only him and me left.  We
had always showered in different stalls, never the same one, but he
had seen me and I hadn't bothered to cover up for him.
	He was my coach nothing more, he had seen me run, he had seen
me jump, he had seen me doing everything a gymnast does and I had
never thought anything about it.
	But this afternoon was different he joined me right in the
shower.  He surprised me, I was washing my hair and he stepped up
behind me and kissed my neck.  He was completely naked.
	I had never seen him before, ever, not even topless, and now
here he was pressing his member against my ass whispering "You make me
so hot!  Your so beautiful.  I want you so bad!"  While he was
whispering this to me he was stroking my breasts.  I was scared, I
wanted this but not with him.  I wanted it with the man I'd been
dreaming about.  I hadn't imagined, or even thought about screwing my
coach and even though it was so easy to let him have what he wanted I
didn't want it.  All I wanted was my fathers cock.
	"What are you doing?" I demanded in a raised voice moving away
from him and turning around.
	"I want you!" he said softly looking into my eyes when I
turned around.
	"Well I don't want you!" I told him sharply.
	"Why not, you don't have a boyfriend, surely you want to know
what it feels like to make love."
	"Not with you," I told him pushing him back away from me.
	"Sandi, come on I could please you like you wouldn't believe!"
	"NO!" I shouted at him as he put his hands back on my breasts.
"Stop or I'll scream!"
	"There's no one to hear you!"
	"I'll...I'll get you fired!"
	"No you won't...all those times you've showed your body
to...for me...you want it as bad as I do!"
	"No I don't!"
	"No, what about that time when you had your feet behind your
head and you winked at me.  I wanted to strip you down that time and
put you through a different kind of workout on those mats.  You want
to go to the olympics don't you?"
	"What's that got to do with any...."
	"That's right...."
	"That's blackmail," I told him as he moved closer to me
backing me against the wall.
	"No it's not.  It's convincing you of what you want."
	"I...I...won't have intercourse with you!" I told him sadly, I
didn't want to do anything at all but what choice did I have.  None.
Who would believe my word against a teachers, one that was so trusted
in his field that he had seen at least a half dozen women gymnasts all
the way to the olympics, and I wanted to be one...and make my father
proud of me.
	The water from the shower nozzle ran pass the timer and
stopped leaving us alone with only the sound of dripping and staring
at each other.  Silently I knelt in front of him and took his penis in
my mouth.
	He started running his fingers through my hair and I pushed
them away from me.  As the tears mixed with the water that was
dripping from my hair his moaning increased while I sucked on him.
"Use your tongue," he whispered softly and I did.  I fingered his
testicles hoping that it would hurry him along so I could get away
from him as fast as I could.
	His hands started fondeling my breasts and I let him, simply
because stopping to push and tell him not to do it would mean that I
would have to stay there longer.  I was surprised when his testicles
contracted suddenly up towards his body but was more surprised when
his penis started spurting into my mouth.  I withdrew it as quickly as
I could and pointed it away while I spit out the bit I had gotten in
my mouth.
	He stood there moaning while I pumped out the last few drops
of his semen with my hand.  When he was finished he leaned against the
wall while I got up and moved away from him heading as fast as I could
for my locker and my clothes.
	When I was dressed I ran from the school, the tears still
dripping from my face.  I was ashamed, embarrassed and humiliated.  I
had done the unspeakable.  That moment as I looked back at the school
I vowed that I would never do it again.
	Before I went inside the house I wiped my tears hoping that no
one would stop me on the way to the bathroom so I could wash my face
to.  The aroma's from the kitchen were wonderful and I could make out
the soft husky voice of my father talking to Melanie.
	I had managed to get through the front door without alerting
them but when I tried to sneak up the stairs--the squeaky stairs-my
father called my name.
	"I'm just going to wash up Dad," I tried to say as strongly as
I could, but I couldn't hide anything from him.
	"Are you all right," he asked coming to the bottom of the
stairs.  "Did everything go all right?"
	"Yes.  I'm fine Dad!" I said trying to reasure him the best
that I could.  The dark stairwell at least hid my eyes from him, so he
couldn't see how much pain it gave me just lying to him.
	"Are you sure?"
	"Yes Dad.  I just have to wash up for dinner."
	"All right, but don't be to long, Melanie's made something
wonderful."
	"I won't!" I promised softly.
	Dinner was quiet mostly only occassionally someone asked for
something or other to be passed, and both of them always kept looking
at me.  I was sure they both knew something was wrong with me, and I
didn't want to admit it.
	"Dad?"
	"What is it honey?" he asked looking at me entirely forgetting
that he was mad at me.
	"Melanie and I were talking today...."
	"About what?" he asked glancing at both of us in turn before
his eyes finally rested on me.
	"About...practice.  The...coach wants me to practice more than
I am, but I don't want to leave you home to fix your own dinners," I
stated as Melanie got up and started clearing the  dishes away and not
returning to the dinning room.  "Because I know what kinds of things
you make for yourself when someone's not there to do it for you."
	"Sandi I can take care of myself."
	"Dad, don't lie to me.  Your idea of a homemade meal is a bag
of cheeto's and a beer.  I want you eating good...and I asked Melanie
if she'd come here after school and cook for you...."
	"Why did you do that?"
	"Because I want you to be looked after," I told him quickly
moving from my seat to sit in his lap.  "Because I love you!"  Sex was
the last thing on my mind when I sat on his lap, especially after what
I had done earlier, but the feeling of him under me and his cock
rubbing against my clit was almost enough to get me started...almost
but not enough.
	"Sandi!"
	"Dad, please...we can pay her twenty-five dollars a week."
	"Sandi, I'm not going to be supporting your lovers," he
whispered softly so only I could hear.
	"Dad this is got nothing to do with that, if you want I'll
find someone else who will do it.  But I want you coming home to a
nice warm meal even when I'm not here.  But I promise I'll be home as
quickly as I can."  I was firm on that I wasn't going to do what I had
done again and if that meant leaving ten minutes before everyone else
did that was fine by me.
	"Dad, please...do this for me!  Let me know that you'll be
cared for even when I'm not around."
	"All right Sandi, I guess we can afford twenty-five a week.
She'll probably be pretty well payed even if the wages aren't very
good.  The affair with the mistress of the house will probably keep
her coming back."
	"Dad!" I said patting his chest and gaining a smile from him.
	"Is it all right with her mother?"
	"I'll talk to her and then we'll call her all right?" I asked
kissing his cheek and getting off his lap.
	"Get going," he said and playful smacked my bottom.  Even
feeling as dirty as I did from earlier, his hand still sent tingles
through my body.
	I took another load of dishes into the kitchen and loaded them
into the dishwasher while Melanie watched me...especially when I was
bending over.  It wasn't really a turn on for me...the idea of my
father watching her watch me did though.
	"Well?" she asked eyeing me impatiently.
	"Twenty-five a week," I told her knowing that it probably
wouldn't be enough "plus my Dad says there's a bonus!"
	"What is it?
	"Well on top of the funds he says you can have an affair with
the mistress of the house," I said flatly and a look of concern filled
her face.
	"How did he...."
	"I don't know," I lied, "and you can eat dinner with us as
often as you want.  All you have to work is Monday through Friday, I
can still handle the weekends."
	"Well...I guess, it's only about an hours worth of work
anyway.  Five bucks a day it isn't very much but...."
	"You get meals too, for an hours worth a work isn't too bad."
	"I suppose not...ok."
	"Your going to have to talk to your mom first and get her
permission."
	"All right," Melanie said picking up the phone smiling and
dialed her mother.  After five minutes of arguing she finally agreed.
"She was concerned your father might take advantage of poor little 'ol
me, after all his years of being alone."
	"I gathered that," I told her smiling.
	"But it's not the male side of this family that I think she
has to worry about," Melanie said smiling and taking me in her arms.
I was reluctant at first but the pressure from Melanie's lips, and the
hands on my ass dispersed it a little until my Dad walked in on us.
	He smiled and we both blushed a little before he asked "Well,
what did your mother say?"
	"She said it wouldn't be a problem!" Melanie said hunching
back over the dishes to hide her rosy-cheeks.  I couldn't help but for
a second picturing all three of us in bed making love to each other,
together.
	"Good, we'll count tonight as your first night all right?"
	"That sounds fine," Melanie said starting to scrub a pot.
	"Sandi, could I speak to you for a minute," my Dad said
leaving the room.
	"What is it," I asked sitting in his lap contrary to where he
had patted a second before I entered the living room.  I could tell
immediately why he had prompted me to sit away from him rather than
where I was now.  I could feel his penis beneath me, and it was stiff
and hard.
	"Will you two want to use my bedroom again?" he asked softly
almost in a whisper.
	"Not tonight Dad, I don't feel up to it...not right now
anyway, and Melanie should probably be going home soon, after we have
a little girls-talk.  Do you have any work to do tonight?"
	"No.  I'm still trying to figure out that little problem we
talked about before."
	"Well, I'm going to try and get Melanie going home soon, so I
can take a nice long hot bath.  Then maybe we can watch some TV or
something together for a little while before we turn in?"
	"I guess," he said softly while his member was quickly
dwindling away to nothing beneath me.  I wrapped my arms around his
neck hugging him while pressing my small breasts against his chest and
giving a little wiggle.  He stirred again.  He glared at me.
	"From now on you sit on your own chair instead of on me, your
a big girl now!"
	"But I like sitting on your lap," I whined softly.
"Sandi!"
	"All right, I won't do it again, ok?" I said crossing my
fingers unnoticed.
	"Good!"
	I shifted off of him and went and helped Melanie finish
cleaning the kitchen.  She had most of it done so it only took a few
more minutes before it was all done and the dishwasher was off and
running.
	Together we climbed the stairs and went into my room.  She sat
on the bed and watched me as I collapsed down beside her.  "What do
you think we should do?"
	"About what," I asked watching her carefully.
	"Do you...want to do...it again?"
	"Did you...like it?"
	"I liked you touching me...it's better...than when...."
	"You do it yourself," I filled in.  She nodded.
	"What about you did you like...it?"
	"Yes, I enjoyed it too," I said thinking about more about how
it turned me on afterwards knowing that my father had seen us.
	"Do you want to do it again?" she asked searching my eyes.
	"Yes..." I said and her hand reached out and started caressing
my leg.
	"Me too."
	"Melanie, I want to...but not right now...what about Friday
evening you can sleep over here again and we can...do it."
	"All right," she said sadly withdrawing her hand then she
stretched it towards me again.  "I want to touch you so much.  Seeing
you around school keeps reminding me about being in bed with you and
touching your soft skin."
	"I know..." I said softly "but we've got to wait till Friday!"
	"Why?"
	"Because I don't feel like it today."
	"All right."
	"Is that all you wanted to talk about?"
	"Yes!"
	"I kind of want to have a nice long soak and then I'd like to
spend some time with my...."
	"You'd like me to go?" she asked softly.
	"Would you mind?"
	"No, but next time just tell me ok," she said getting up off
the bed.
	"I didn't want to hurt your feelings."
	"Well you wouldn't have.  I'll see you tomorrow."
	"Then Friday," I said grinning.
	"Bye," she said leaning down and giving me a little peck of a
kiss on my lips.
	"Bye" I said softly watching her leave.
	Quietly I slipped out of my clothes and put on my robe
gathering up a big T-shirt and a pair of panties.  I went into the
bathroom and ran the tub and when it was finished, I just sank into it
and let the wonderful sensations flood me.
	I didn't do anything but close my eyes and relax.  I needed
it, I felt awful and used from what my coach had made me do and I
couldn't believe I actually gave him a blow-job.  Something I never
wanted to repeat with anyone other than my man.
	When the water was draining out I used my robe to dry myself
off since I had forgotten a towel then I dressed in the panties and
T-shirt and went down stairs and found him still sitting in the same
place with his eyes closed.
	When he heard me approaching him he opened his eyes and looked
at me he opened his mouth to say something but closed it before
anything came out.
	"I'm wearing panties," I told him lifting my T-shirt up to
show him, "if that's what your wondering."
	"No, no it wasn't," he said quietly as I snuggled up against
him, drawing my legs up under my buttocks.  He leaned forward and
picked up the remote from the coffee table and flicked the TV on while
wrapping an arm around me pulling me close to him.
	After about half about an hour of channel flipping he shut it
off and in the darkness we just sat there holding onto each other
until fifteen minutes later a car passed by outside and broke the
spell.  "Let's go to bed!" I suggested standing up and pulling on his
hand.
	"I suppose your going to want to sleep in my bed again."
	"I would like to...."
	"Well since you'd probably just crawl in when I'm not
watching, you might as well start out there, but your going to have to
start sleeping on your own again."
	"Don't you like sharing a bed again?"
	"Frankly Sandi, I don't, it leads to too many..."
	"Opportunities!"
	"...chances of mishap."
	"But I'm wearing panties, plus I promise I won't do anything,"
I said crossing my fingers "anymore.  But I don't want to sleep alone
anymore, last night I couldn't sleep at all because I missed feeling
you next to me.  Please Dad, don't make me sleep alone, I like
cuddling up against you at night."
	"Sandi...."
	"Please!" I pleaded looking up into his eyes.
	"Sandi...."
	"Please Dad, if you...bring someone...home I'll sleep in my
own bed but when...neither of us have anyone else here...let's sleep
together.  I like waking up in the morning next to you, is that so
wrong?"
	"Sandi, yes, your my daughter."
	"I don't care I just want to sleep in bed with you knowing
your laying beside me makes me feel good, and safe!"
	"Sandi...."
	"Let's not argue, let's just go to sleep.  I'm tired, please."
	"Sandi?"
	"What," I asked tiredly just at the door jam of his bedroom.
	"Is that really the way you feel?  Nothing I could say would
disuade?"
	"Yes and no!"
	"What does that mean?" he asked and I pulled him into the
bedroom so we could sit down.
	"Yes that is the way I feel, and no there is nothing you can
say that will change my mind."
	"What if I bought a lock for the door?"
	"You wouldn't..." I said shocked that he would even consider
the idea.
	"Well?"
	"I'd probably find another way in, sleeping beside you means
alot to me."
	"Does it mean that much?"
	"Yes!"
	"Let's go to sleep, and let me think about it all right?
Tomorrow you sleep in your own bed though."
	"Dad!"
	"Then I'll give you my answer Friday!"
	"That means I won't get a bit of sleep tomorrow."
	"Then you better get all you can tonight!  Go on climb into
bed," he told me and I moved up the bed.  He stood up and walked
around to "his side" of the bed and stood there watching me as I
pulled my shirt off and threw it over to the floor before slipping
under the covers.
	"Come on," I told him patting his side of the bed.  I watched
him strip down to his shorts and climb into bed beside me.
	"Aren't you going to take them off, I don't want to disrupt
the way you sleep Dad."
	"Sandi...."
	"Go on, I promised I wouldn't do anything.  My hands will stay
to myself or everything above your waist."
	"You swear?"
	"Yes," I said with my fingers crossed under the sheets.  "I
swear."
	"Ok," then a second later he dropped his shorts over the side
of the bed.
	"Does that feel better," I asked wrapping an arm around his
chest.  "I love you Dad!" I said kissing his shoulder.
	He sliped his arm under my neck and kissed my forehead.  "I
love you too honey!"  I put my head on his chest and closed my eyes
listening to the strong thumping of his heart.
	It was a comforting sound for the days occurences and it
lulled me to sleep better than a lulaby.  I dreamed of my father
caressing me and the two of us enjoying each other, but it turned from
soft and loving to a nightmare when my Dad turned into my coach.
	The surroundings turned fiery and hot as I saw myself from all
angles watching myself sucking on my laughing coach.  I woke sitting
up screaming.
	"What's the matter?" my father asked concerned pulling my head
against his chest.
	"...bad dream," I explained wiping my eyes.  He kissed my
forehead and stroked my hair.
	"Would you like some cocoa," he asked me turning my chin to
him.  I tried to shirk away from his touch but he held me tight.
	"Yes please," I whispered in response.
	"All right you stay here and I'll be back in a few minutes."
	He slipped from the bed and in the little moon light I saw his
bare ass until he covered himself with his robe.  While he was gone I
slipped my panties off and dropped them at the side of the bed.  Then
I spent the remaing few minutes wondering how I was going to deal with
my coach.
	I knew that if I didn't do anything he would be continuosly
coming to me.  I hoped he wouldn't but there was a part of me that
knew....  Dad came back carrying two mugs and quickly gave me one
sitting across from me crossed-legged then he watched me drink from
the cup.
	"Do you remember any of it?" he asked me.  I shook my head.
"You haven't had a dream like that for years Sandi, are you sure there
isn't something wrong?"
	"No," I told him," nothing's wrong."
	"Sandi, you know you can tell me anything."
	"I know Dad," I replied softly before taking a sip of the
cocoa.  He had sprinkled cinnanom on top of the whiped cream just like
I liked it.  "But honest nothings wrong."
	"All right, just remember that I'll always be here...."
	"This is wonderful," I said taking another drink from my cup.
	"Don't change the subject Sandi!"
	"Dad, I know you'll always be there for me when ever I need
you, just remeber I'm also here for you too."
	"I know Sandi, and I love you all the more for it."  He hadn't
even touched his cup of cocoa and I had almost finished mine.
	"You ready to go back to sleep?"
	"Yeah," I said softly giving my cup to him.  "You know I think
thats about the only thing you can cook good."
	"Thanks alot," he said warmly as he set my cup down on his
nightable then quickly drained his own.  When he turned back to me he
had a white whip cream mustache and I couldn't help letting out a
laugh.
	"What?"
	"Come here," I told him happily getting an idea I held his
head and explained "you've got whip-cream all over you face, hold
still."  I had planned on kissing and licking it away but I stopped
just short of doing it and decided to wipe his face with my fingers
and suck the whipped cream off my fingers and then after I finished I
gave his lips a small kiss and laughed before getting back under the
covers.
	We cuddled a little, teased a little more, and I playfully
kissed him more before we finally got back to sleep.
	When I woke up I had about an hour before the alarm would go
off so I spent about half of it playing with the hair on his chest and
simply watching him breathe.
	I had kissed him numerous times and even came close to
touching his genitals (which I had noticed were always in a state of
erection in the mornings).  But it was only when I started gently
sucking and nibbling on his closest nipple he woke up.
	Before he had a chance to say anything I surrendered his
nipple and attacked his lips with a soft sensous kiss, at least until
he pushed me off of him with a smile.
	I was feeling a lot better even enough to take him in my mouth
but I knew even if I asked him to masturbate infront of me that it
would endanger my chances of staying in bed with him on a nightly
bases.
	"What was that for?"
	"No reason, other than I love you," I told him as he hugged me
close to him.  I kissed a sensitive part on his side and he stirred
away from it a little.  "Are you awake enough for me to ask you a
question?"
	"You just did!"
	"A serious one."
	"I think so, what is it?"
	"Well you said that you didn't mind me and Melanie playing
together, and you mentioned about Mom liking girls too, does that mean
that seeing two women together like that, acts like a turn on for
you?"
	"Sandi, I don't know if you should be asking things like
that?"
	"Did it turn you on when you saw Melanie and me in your bed, I
know it did last night when you caught us kissing."
	"Sandi, I don't want to talk about this."
	"Would you like to watch me and Melanie again...I mean would
you want to see...."
	"I know what you meant Sandi."
	"Well, from start to finish this time, not just a little
glimpse."
	"Sandi!"
	"She's coming Fiday to play and stay the night.  If you want
to, you can watch us or I could set our camera up in the bathroom to
tape it and we can watch it together later?  What do you think?"
	"I think we shouldn't be talking about this."
	"Dad, its your choice.  I want you there it's all up to you
whether you want to see two women together!  But remember that I would
like you to watch.  I'll leave the door open and keep Melanie looking
away from it if you come."
	"Sandi!"
	"Just say you'll think about it please!"
	"All right, I'll think about it ok?"
	"Thank you," I said smiling.
	"I haven't done it yet."
	"Well if you don't, just remember I'll always leave the door
open for you, I'll also tell you when ever Melanie and I are going to
play," I told him before giving his lips another peck.  "So if you
don't come this time there will always be others."
	He smiled and kissed my forehead before getting out of bed and
trudging towards the bathroom.
	After he closed the bathroom door I ran my hand over his side
of the bed feeling the warmth he'd left before sticking my head into
his pillow so I could savour the wonderful scent of him mixed with his
cologne.
	When he came out of the bathroom he was drying his hair with a
towel and wearing absoulutely nothing and he looked gorgeous.  "You
look wonderful," I told him lying on my side supported by my elbow.
	"Are you still here?" he asked started as he moved quickly to
his closet.  The shower had washed away some of his erection from
earlier but it was fighting to stay alert.
	"Obviously.  Why don't you come back to bed for a little while
longer so we can cuddle."
	"I can't I need to get into work early and look over the
records again.  I've got to find out who's doing it or there going to
end up turning the blame on me some how."
	"They wouldn't do that," I said getting up out of bed and
moving to him.  "Would they?"
	"I wouldn't put it past whoever was smart enough to do this in
the first place, and since I'm the one with the books right now, I'd
be the easiest person to nail."
	"Then we've got to figure out who it is!"
	"Me not we."
	"I'll go in Saturday with you and we'll see what we can find
out together!"
	"Sandi...."
	"Dad the least I can do is get you your coffee and answer the
phones, so you can work."
	"Sandi, that's really sweet but you've got better things to do
with Saturday!"
	"Like what?"
	"You can play with Melanie all day, alone together."
	"But then you won't be here to watch!"
	"Sandi please!"
	"No, Dad I want to help you the best I can, and I want to do
this, please."
	"Sandi..." he got out before I looked at him with the face
that I knew he would never say no to...other than when I asked for the
impossible and love making.  "Oh, all right, but you've got to stay
out of my hair."
	"Good," I said and pulled him tight agaisnt me squeezing his
cock between us and giving him a kiss on his lips.
	"Sandi...."
	"I suppose I should go get dressed now huh?" I asked
rhetorically as I started out the door.
	"Yeah," he replied softly, and I wasn't sure if it was a note
of disapointment in his voice or whether it was just my overactive
imagination.  I dressed and went down stairs to find a scrambled egg
sandwhich under a pan lid and a note on top that simply said 'See I
can cook.'
	I had to admit that when he wanted to he could really cook,
and good too.  I got to school and inside my locker I found a note
from Melanie apologizing for acting so snide the previous night and
that she was looking forward to tomorrow night.
	I went through my classes fairly happy thinking that I was
wearing my father down because now at least he didn't complain as much
when I kissed his lips, and he could tolerate me being nude in his
bedroom with him in it.
	But the moment I walked into the gymnasium after school was
finished, my mood almost instantly deteriorated when my coach smiled
at me.  He started touching me when no one was looking, he'd rub up
against me, pretending that it was an accident, or rubbing the inside
of my thighs when he was showing me how to do a new stretch, and a new
gesture of smacking my ass, but it wasn't just a smack it was a grab
and it hurt.
	I didn't want to be anywhere near him, and my excuse of having
to leave early didn't wash very well with him, but he let me go, only
after he made me rub his crotch.
	When I got home Melanie was just leaving for her own house
"Aren't you staying for dinner?"
	"No my Mom wants me to eat with the rest of my family, she
says its the only time we actually spend as a family."
	"All right, bye!" I called after her as she went down the walk
before closing the door.  "Dad?"
	"Right here honey.  I'm in the dining room!"  I wound my way
through the kitchen and into the dining room.  "How was your day?"
	"Don't ask," I told him sitting down infront of what looked
like a delicious pasta salad.  "How 'bout you, any luck...."
	"No.  There's nothing I can tell from the books."
	"What are you going to do?"
	"I don't know but if I can't get a lead, its going to end up
being me in the slammer."
	"Dad don't talk like that your not going anywhere!"
	"Your so adorable and naive Sandi!"
	"I am not!"
	"Even though its not right in life people climb to the top
only by stepping on the backs of others, and you can't let anyone give
you that kind of shit!  Sorry."
	"Don't be!  Your upset, you have a right to swear.  Have you
told your boss about the figures?"
        "How can I? It might be him."
	"Can I do anything for you?"
	"Well...after dinner, would you mind massaging my shoulders
again?"
	"Sure, I'd be happy to, if you'll rub my mine."  He looked at
me sceptically then I explained "my muscles are sore from the workout
the coach put me through!"
	"Ok, I suppose that's fair, but just remember your sleeping in
your own bed tonight!"
	"Do I have to?"
	"Yes, this time I expect you to stay in it too!"
	"Please...."
	"Sandi!"
	"At least tell me why," I asked as he ate a little of the food
of his plate "please!"
	"Fine, I just want to see what its like when your not there
all right," he asked angrily.
	"You don't like me in bed beside you," I asked trying to hold
tears back.
	"It's not like that, I do enjoy...you lying beside me...too
much.  I just want to see if its already too late."
	"Too late for what?"
	"To let you sleep in your own bed.  I like you lying beside me
too Sandi...but...."
	"But what, if you like sleeping together why try and get me to
sleep in my own bed."
	"Because."
	"Because what?"
	"Just because Sandi!"
	"That's not an answer."
	"It's the only one your going to get!"
	"Fine!" I huffed and turned my attention back to my dinner,
which no longer looked as apetizing as it had when I had first sat
down.
	The rest of the night was dull, until the massage and that was
heavenly, even though he only took off his shirt and only allowed me
to take my T-shirt off if I was wearing a bra.
	When I touched him my insides quivered, but when he started
rubbing me, it sent tingles all throughout my body.  It was wonderful
and I was moaning into the pillow more than I would have ever believed
that I would, I couldn't even control them.
	I even had an orgasm, that I don't think he knew about just by
him touching me, it felt better than any one I had had before and it
was his.  I was smiling into the pillow before he finally told me to
get up and when I did I couldn't help but kissing his lips as hard as
I could.
	He pushed me away, but I let out a giggle and managed to give
him another small kiss before he pushed me away "go to bed."  I went
to climb into his bed and he quickly told said loudly "Yours!"
	"All right," I said soft and sadly as I got out of bed and
trodged to my own room.  "But you know I'd rather stay here with you!"
	"I know," he said watching me leave from his seat on his bed.
"But your going to have to get used to it."
	"You mean your going to say no!"
	"No, I mean I don't know but just incase you should be
prepared to be staying in your own bed from now on."
	"Dad...." I whined.
	"Good night Sandi, and close the door behind you."  I did as I
was told and got into my own cold bed.  It was lonely, cold,
dark...and had to be the worst kind of punishment there was.  I was
away from him, and I couldn't help but crying myself to sleep.
	"Good morning," he greeted me sitting down at the table with a
cup of coffee.
	"Morning," I replied crankily.  I had slept but not very well.
I had kept waking up and even though I wanted to go get into bed with
him I fought the urges for him, but it didn't make me feel any better
for it.
	"How did you sleep?"
	"Terrible," I grumbled.
	"I slept wonderfully."
	"Good for you," I snapped.
	"Boy you really didn't sleep well did you?"
	"How am I supposed to do that when I'm not with my man!"
	"Sandi, I am certainly not...."
	"Shut up!" I said grabbing the milk from the fridge.
	"Sandi!"
	"Oh grow up Dad!"
	"Why don't you have a cup of coffee."
	"You know I don't drink that stuff!"
	"Well I think you should have a cup anyway if you go to school
like this, your friends will never forgive me."
	"Dad...."
	"Come on, I'll put lots of milk in it," he said going to the
coffee machine and pouring me a cup.  "Drink!"
	"I don't...."
	"Drink!"  I started sipping the mixture, it was disgusting,
but I kept drinking it anyway.  "Good, now drink it all up."
	"Don't push me, I'm doing my best!"
	"I know you are honey!"
	"Now sit down here, and I'll make you some breakfast.  What
would you like, some eggs and toast?"
	"I guess," I replied softly watching him move around the
kitchen.  Such a cute ass.
	He made eggs for both himself and me before sitting down
across from me after setting my plate down infront of me.  He didn't
do anything until he saw me take the first bite of my own breakfast
before he started on his, but he always kept an eye on me anyway.
	"I'm going to be late!"
	"I'll give you a ride," he told me, "just enjoy your
breakfast."  I did, I took my sweet time about it too, it was good but
I didn't want to scarf it down either, I wanted to enjoy it just like
he had said.
	We each drank down another cup of coffee before we finished,
and it was nearly after my first class was finished.  I would have
done anything at that moment to stay home with him making love.
	But he rushed me off out the door anway putting my bike in the
trunk of the car.  We joked the entire way there, but I couldn't help
glancing at him every now and again with other intrests in mind.  I
even thought about going down on him while he drove but resisted
knowing that I could reck everything to an impulse.
	When we got to the school he got out and helped me get the
bike out of the trunk.  After I had gotten it locked up I found him
sitting in the divers seat watching me through the open window.
	"Bye honey."
	"Just a minute," I told him and quickly sprinted to the car
and leaned in the window and kissed him, before I pulled back I ran my
tongue over his top lip.
	"Sandi!"
	"Bye dad," I said giving him a little wave before stepping
back away from the car, then I turned and quickly went in through the
school doors before he could say anything.  It had been a stupid thing
to do, and I knew that I'd be lucky if I ever saw him naked, let alone
slept with him again.
	I spent the rest of the day praying that no one would notice
how turned on I was by what I hoped would happen when Melanie and I
got started.  I had this fantasy that he would be there at the door
watching us, maybe masturbating at the sight of us, or even better
coming and taking both of our virginities from us...at least mine
anyway...and giving us the best fucking in our lives.
	I wanted him to take my body and do whatever he wanted to it,
with me loving every minute of loving him.  But it always seemed that
when my fantasy was getting to the best part the bell would always
ring and disrupt it.
	Melanie had worn a skirt and when ever she thought no one was
looking at us she'd flirt with me, winking her eyes, blowing kisses,
rubbing her breasts things like that.  It was obvious that she was
looking forward to the evening.
	She went to my house with the key my Dad and I had given her
to get dinner and other things ready while I went to practice.  The
coach was waiting for me specifically as soon as I got through the gym
doors.
	"Sandi, I'd like to speak to you for a minute.  In my office
now!"
	Obediently I went into his office which I noticed only once I
was in that the curtains had been drawn across the windows.  "I've got
something for you!" he said closing and locking the door behind him.
I backed up as far as I could away from him into his desk and he came
towards me, and I awaited his filthy fingers to touch me but they
didn't instead he reached for something behind me and picked it up.
	"Do you know what this is?"
	"No!"
	"It's your invitation to the regionals.  Your in!"
	"That's great," I said exstatically jumping up and down and
before I realized what I was doing I had hugged him.
	"Now," he said smiling "I've got one more thing for you to
celebrate."  I expected him to drop his pants and expect me to give
him another blow-job but he surprised me again by going for his coat
which hung on the back of the door and pulled out a bag.  "This is for
my star-athelete," he said opening a jewelery box with a bracelet in
it.  I took it from him and gingerly fingered it.
	"Are the rest of the girls getting something like this?" I
asked him looking at him.
	"No, your...."
	"I don't want it," I told him snapping it shut and throwing it
back at him.
	"Sandi, honey!"
	"Don't call me that!"
	"Then maybe you'd like something else!" he said looking at me
losing a little of his smile.  He put the box back in its bag and then
back into his coat pocket before digging in his other pocket and
pulling out something that I couldn't see.  Then he opened my hand and
put it in it.  It was a foil-condom package.
	"What's this for?" I demanded pushing his hands away from my
jeans clasp.
	"It's for you to put on me because I'm going to fuck you!"
	"I told you before I'd never do that with you!  Ever!"
	"Well, too bad you want to go to the tournament don't you?"
	"Yes, but I'm saving myself for someone special."
	"Some dream guy, well fogert it he'll never come along," he
spit out yanking at my pants till they came loose.
	"No!  Stop it!"
	"Be quiet or I'll tell them you won't be coming!"
	"I am not having intercourse with you," I told him sharply
trying to push him away.
	"God your gorgeous when your angry.  Now turn around and bend
over the desk!"
	"No!  Stop it or I'll scream."
	"Sandi, you want this, I know you do," he said holding me with
one hand and undoing his pants with the other.  A second later he was
fumbling with himself.
	"Stop it coach!  I'm not going to do this!"
        "You've worked you're whole life for going to these tournaments
then on to the olympics, but your going to need my help, and you have
to pay for that!"
	"I don't...."
	"Sure you do!"
	"No, I'm saving it for a man I already know and love more than
you'll ever experience."
	"Fine, you want to be like that, bend over, I won't put it in
even though I want it more than anything."
	"What are you going to do?" I demanded as he forcefully turned
me around and pushing my chest tight against the desk.
	"Relax," he said putting his penis between my thighs.  "Now
squeeze your legs tight around my penis, but not too tight."
	Then he started humping my thighs pushing his cock into my
thighs and pulling back.  He kept doing it until I felt his cum
spurting out over my thighs.
	While he let me up his semen slid down the inside of my legs
spready his filthy seed over my body.  "Get me something to clean this
up, this is disgusting!"
	"Rub it in!" he told me pulling up his pants.
	"No, get something to clean this off right now!"
	"Sandi, calm down, just use your fingers and...."
	"NO.  Get me something to clean this guck off!"
	"Fine, fine, just a second," he said before he grabbed a
handful of kleenexes and stuck them out for me to take from him.  I
snapped them from his hand and hastily rubbed it off of me before
pulling my jeans and panties back up.  I still felt dirty and I didn't
want to shower for fear of having him try something else so I told him
"I'm going home!"
	"You can't we've got a lot of work to do before next weekend!"
	"I don't care!" I said leaving him behind as I ran from the
gym.
	When I got to the school doors I found that it had started
raining but the anger I had towards my coach pushed me out the door
and into the steady down pour.  I could have called my father but I
got my bike out of the rack and pedaled the four blocks.
	By the third block I was cold, numb, drenched to the bone and
my tears had pretty well all been washed away.
	I leaned my bike up against the garage and went into the house
where almost immediately I was pounced upon by both Melanie and my
father.
	"Sandi, what are you doing home, I thought you usually stayed
to four-thrity.  I was expecting you to call for me to pick you up."
	"I...I...didn't think...." I sputtered shivering in the warmth
of the house.
	"Come on, let's get you into a warm shower and some fresh
clothes!" Melanie said taking my arm.  Halfway up the stairs for no
reason at all I turned back to look into my fathers eyes and telll him
"I love you Dad!"
	"I love you too Sandi," he said almost in a question.
	"Now, what's wrong with you," Melanie asked stripping me in
the privacy of the bathroom.
	"Nothing," I told her.
	"Sandi come on you can trust me.  Please tell me what's
wrong!"
	"Melanie please," I said trying to hold back another flood of
tears.
	"Sandi, I want to help but I can't if you don't tell me what's
wrong!"
	"Mel, please don't make...."
	"Damn it Sandi, tell me, your father's probably worried sick
about you, and so am I, now tell me, please."  Then sitting on the
toilet seat it all came out amongst tears about what the coach had
made me do.
	"Are you all right?  Did he do anything else?"
	"No," I said softly staring at my feet.
	"Sandi, you should tell your Dad!"
	"I can't!"
	"Why not, he wants you to be safe, if he knew...."
	"Melanie, you can't tell him!"
	"Sandi someone should, it would be better if he heard it from
you but if you won't tell him, I will!"
	"Melanie you can't he's got enough problems right now, he
shouldn't have to deal with mine too!"
	"Sandi you've got to tell him!"
	"After the tounrament!"
	"Sandi that's a whole week away!  That's five nights Sandi.
Five chances to actually fuck you."
	"I know.  I'll just have to try and stay away from him."
	"Sandi, you won't be able to avoid him the entire time, your
spending nearly an hour and a half with him every day.  Sandi if you
go in knowing that he's going to do it again, its as good as you
consenting to him."
	"Once I've made it to the tounrament I'll tell Dad, until...."
	"Sandi what if he wants to do it, all the way putting it
inside you!"
	"I told him I wouldn't!"
	"Yet he tried didn't he...you've got to tell your Dad!"
	"It's just one week!"
	"Sandi!"
	"I can keep him off of me for that long, can't I?"
	"Sandi, you'r playing with fire you've got to tell!"
	"I'll tell him after the tournament, I promise!" I said
looking at her face.  "Please, you can't tell!"
	"Damn it Sandi why is it so important, he's molesting you!"
	"I need to get to the tournament, then I can find someone else
to coach me...it's too late to find someone new, and my Dad likes
seeing me win, and if I don't get there now, I'll never get there."
	"Sandi."
	"Please, I don't want to talk about it anymore!"
	"Fine, you probably don't feel like spending tonight with me
now do you?"
	"I...no not really!"
	"Do you want me to stay after dinner?"
	"What about going to a movie," I suggested taking her hand in
mine.
	"I guess," she said softly.
	"I'm sorry, I know how much you were looking forward to
tonight."
	"It's all right," she said kissing the palm of my hand.  "I
understand, really!"
	"You can still stay the night but...tomorrow I'm going into my
fathers office for the day, and we'll probably be going in pretty
early.  You can stay here how ever long you want, but we probably
won't be back till late either."
	"So you want me to go home tonight?"
	"That's up to you!"
	"Can't we just sleep together?"
	"If you want," I said as she started taking off her own
clothes.
	"I want!"
	"What are you doing?"
	"I'm going to help wash you clean, and take a shower with you,
if you don't mind?"
	"I don't mind!" I told her as she unhooked her bra.
	"Good, do you think your Dad can look after dinner?"
	"Did you start cooking?"
	"I started to, why," she asked pushing her panties down and
moved towards me.
	"Well, Friday's Dad and I usually just go out for dinner," I
explained putting my hands on her hips and guiding her between my
legs.  "God your so soft," I said pressing my face into her belly and
gently kissing it.
	"Then we usually,"  I slipped my tongue into her belly button
and swirled it around, and her hands cupped my breasts.  "Just go
home," I said as my voice turned into a near whisper "and go to
sleep!"
	"Shower," Melanie whispered hotly as I slid my hand between
her legs and touched her pussy.  She helped me stand up and then
together we got into the bath tub, kissing each other.  She bent over
and adjusted the taps while I fondeled and touched her clit.
	When the water started raining down on us nice and warm she
turned around smiling wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me
slipping her tongue into my mouth.  I wrapped my arms around her waist
and slipped my hands onto her buttocks spreading them apart.
	She spread her legs apart in response.  "Have you changed your
mind about tonight?" she breathed in my ear pressing her breasts tight
against mine.
	"I think so," I told her before kissing her neck.
	"What would you say if I asked you to take me right here?"
	"I'd say no, because we've got to save something for later
don't we?"
	"I'd probably have to agree with you there," she said kissing
me again.  "Where's the soap," she asked not turning her eyes away
from mine.
	"Behind you," I told her softly before she gave me a little
peck of a kiss and then turned around and quickly got the bottle of
soap and put some on her hands.  Then she went ahead and lovingly
soaped my entire body.  All of it, she rubbed my breasts, my hair
stroked my legs, lightly carressed my arms, and had me bend over so
she could gently rubbed my asshole too.
	I loved the attention that she was giving me, it made me feel
so special, so needed, so desired.  We finished the shower by kissing
some more.  Then we patted each other down with a towel, taking
special care of each other's body.
	After we had gotten dressed we went down the stairs giggling
and kissing each other.  But when we got half way down the stairs the
smell of something burning distracted us.  We took the rest of the
stairs two at a time and got down as quickly as we could looking for
the source of the smoke that seemed to be billowing out of the kitchen
we found my father throwing a pan up onto the stove smoking, burnt,
and charred.
	"That was going to be dinner," Melanie whined quickly moving
over to him.
	"You were supposed to be watching it!" my father accused and
then noticed her wet hair and the change in my mood.  "You should have
told me you were going upstairs to...help Sandi," he said more softly.
	"I just figured that...."
	"I was working on stuff from work, and usually when I get into
it, not much can distract me, save a small kitchen fire of course."
	"I'm sorry," Melanie sobbed softly looking down at her feet.
	"It's all right," my Dad told her as he pulled her against his
chest to stop her tears.  Seeing him do it and letting her be close to
him and not me fueled jealousy in me.  If he was going to do that it
should have been with me not Melanie.  It should have been me crushed
against his body with my face pressed tight agaisnt his warm manly
chest.  It should have been me who had his arms wrapped around me, not
her.  She didn't deserve it.
	"We can just go out."  It had come out more bitterly than I
had meant to say it.  He patted her back and stared at me while he
whispered a soft agreement of what I had said to them.
	A few minutes later we were headed out of the house to
McDonalds.  We ate and then Dad dropped us off at the movie theater.
What surprised me was that a guy from our class came over to us and
started to talk to Melanie and she warmly greeted him.
	He sat with us, between both me and Melanie, but Melanie's
attention was focused on him.  In the middle of the movie he leaned
towards her and kissed her while his hand roamed over her breasts.  I
was sure she would tell him to get lost but she didn't, she just
kissed him back and started stroking the inside of his thighs.
	Then when they parted it was only to hold hands.  I thought I
was her best friend but she had never said anything to me about him.
	Then near the end of the movie he whispered some thing to her
that I couldn't quite hear.  She kissed him, smiled, and then nodded.
Then she glanced at me for a second and got this look of pity on her
face, and then turned and watched the rest of the movie in silence.
	When we were walking out of it I wanted to get her away from
him as fast as I could but she pulled me back off to the side while he
talked to a few of his friends.
	"Sandi," she said turning my head so that I was looking at her
and not him.  I could tell underneath she was excited about something.
"Jack wants me to spend the night with him, he wants to make love to
me Sandi!"
	"Who is he?"
	"My boyfriend!"
	"You never told me about him."
	"I know, I was trying to keep it a secret, I didn't want it to
get out."
	"Mel, I'm more than your best friend don't you think you could
have told me at least."
	"Well, I am now.  Look if my mom call's your place can you
cover for me.  Jack's brother's going to drive us to a motel and rent
us a room.  Jack's supposed to be sleeping at his friend Tom's
but...Sandi I'm going to sleep with a man."
	"He's a boy, besides I thought you were looking forward to
tonight with me."
	"Sandi, I was but, you really don't feel like doing it
tonight, and you don't exactly have the equipment a man does.  Can't
you be happy for me, I'm going to have a penis inside me tonight."
	"Melanie!"
	"Please, be happy for me!"
	"I am, but...just make sure he uses protection, all right?"
	"Thank you Sandi!!!" she said excitedly turning and running
back to Jack.
	I called my Dad and he agreed to come and pick me up.  Half an
hour later he arrived with the car and as soon as I got in he asked
"Where's Melanie?"
	"She left with someone else," I told him softly probably
coming across as a little depressed.
	"Oh," he said as I cuddled up against him on the seat.  "How
about some ice cream then?"
	"I guess," I replied softly.  "She left with her boyfriend.
She'd never even told me she had one."
	"Is she going to get a ride home later?"
	"No, she's spending the night with him."
	"Sandi, do you think that's really a good idea?"
	"No, but I told her to make sure he used something."
	"Did she say whether or not he had any?"
	"No she just said she would be careful!"
	"Your not going to do something as foolish are you?"
	"No," I said kissing his side.  "I promise!"
	"Good," he said softly wrapping an arm around me.  "With all
the stuff that's going on now adays, you know it's not just...getting
pregnant you have to worry about."
	"I know Dad!"
	"Good, I'm glad you do!"
	"Besides I'm only thinking about one person in that role, and
I don't know if he even knows I exist as a woman.  I have needs, and
wants, and so does he, but he can't even see them, and there right
under his nose."
	"Sandi, please...should we see about getting you some...birth
control?"
	"I don't know...I guess it couldn't hurt, could it?"
	"No, we'll make an appointment for you at the...gynecologist
for this week some time, ok?"
	"All right," I said softly wrapping an arm around his chest as
he turned a corner.  "I can't believe she did that tonight, went off
with him!"
	"If she was going to spend the night, were his parents away?"
	"No, they we're going to go to a motel!"
	"But there not old enough to rent a room."
	"Jack's brother is going to drop them and rent the room for
them."
	"Oh...I suppose you feel pretty left out, eh?  Since you and
Melanie were going to...tonight."
	"A little I guess.  Did you ever take Mom away from one of her
girlfriends?"
	"No, I always invited them along too."
	"You dog you," I said smiling giving his chest a little pat.
	"Yeah, I suppose I was a little back in those days."
	"So you...you did sleep with Mom and another woman at the same
time."
	"On a few occassions...yes...Sandi you and I really shouldn't
be talking about stuff like this!"
	"Why not?"
	"I don't know it just doesn't feel right?"
	"Ok, Robert, did you enjoy it on those few occassions?"
	"Sandi, you've never called me by...I see what your
doing...fine, but call me Bob instead ok honey?"  I nodded.  "Yes, I
guess I did sometimes, but for the most part I usually didn't care if
Jane's"  That was my mothers name "roomate liked me in bed or not, I
only...slept with her, because Jane liked it, and it made her happy."
	"How long did you's let her stay around?"
	"Emily, well she stayed with us until you were about one, we
caught her....  I've never heard anything more from her except when
she came to your mother's funeral."
	"So she slept with you when you were married too?"
	"Yeah, she was the one of us that still had enough energy for
sex when you were around...you were such a handful when you were a
baby."
	"Why'd she leave?" I asked when we pulled into a stall infront
of Dairy Queen.
	"I don't know if I should...."
	"Please, I want to know...Bob!" I said as he shut the engine
off and turned to me.
	"Well...honey...I...."
	"Please...."  After I said it he turned away and looked out
the window.  I thought he wasn't going to tell me anything, but then
the words came out of his mouth shaky, hoarse and rough.
	"One night, on our wedding aniversary we had left her to baby
sit you.  You had just turned one a few weeks earlier, and we weren't
overly keen to the idea of leaving you with anyone, there had always
been one of us around you, or so we had thought...."
	"What happened?"
	"Because we were feeling so concerned about you at the
restaurant we decided to cut the evening short, and just go home
together check on you and maybe make love.
	"When we got home we figured Emily was asleep so we tiptoed up
the stairs.  We peeked in your room but you weren't there so we
figured that Emily had taken you to bed with her.
	"When we opened the door to our bedroom, we weren't prepared
for the extent that she had taken you to bed.  You were both naked and
far from asleep.  She had her legs spread apart and you were between
them.
	"I'm ashamed to say it but sometime when we weren't looking
she had taught you to give cunninglus.  Jane grabbed you from between
her legs and took you out of the room crying, you both were.
	"Emily didn't see what she had done wrong, and I told her to
get dressed.  She tried seducing the anger out of me, but I found her
pathetic and repulsive and threw her into her closet telling her to
get out of the house.  Then I went after you and Jane.  She had
dressed you and I took you two from the house and we stayed the night
in a motel.
	"The next day when we got home Emily was gone, and Jane and I
decided that we shouldn't look for someone to fill her place, incase
it ever happened again.  I'm sorry Sandi, we never meant you to get
hurt!"  When he was apologizing to me he had turned and faced me
again.  He had started crying and I gave him the biggest hug I could
to comfort him.
	"It's all right," I whispered softly holding him close.  "If
you need my forgiveness you have it, but it's not your fault.  I don't
remember it at all, even if I did, it couldn't have been that bad.  It
should be me that you should forgive!"
	"Why, what have you ever done?" he sniffed wiping his eyes
with his sleeve.
	"I disrupted your love-life, and if you still had Emily you'd
have someone to make love to."
	"Oh Sandi, don't think like that.  You mean more to me than
she ever did!  She wasn't any good Sandi, ever!  Tell me you won't
ever believe that?"
	"I won't," I said but he still didn't look convinced "I
promise!"  It kind of added something to my past knowing that Melanie
hadn't been the first woman to have my mouth on her pussy...I didn't
consider it bad, like my Dad figured it should be, nor did I consider
it good.  It had just happened that was all.
	"Let's go get some ice cream," he said wiping his eyes with
his sleeve again.
	"Dad, don't ever feel bad about it again, ok," I asked giving
him a kiss on his cheek.  "It's all right."
	"Okay," he said softly while looking into my eyes to see if I
was really sincere.
    "Now let's go have that ice cream!" I said sliding out my car
door.  I met him around the front of the car and took his hand in
mine, it was hard from the life that he had led but it somehow seemed
soft and sensuous and it still sent shivers all through out my body.
	I found a table while he ordered.  When he came back he had
two meals for us.  Hamburgers, fries, drinks, and ice cream cones for
desert.  While he was up at the counter I had watched him, and I
couldn't help but thinking I wanted to get back into bed beside him as
soon as we got home.  I remembered that he was going to tell me his
decision tonight, and thoughts of Melanie and what he had said to me
in the car completely vanished as the anxiousness of his answer filled
me with excitement and dread.
	I waited until we had both finished our burgers before I asked
him "Well?"
	"Well, what?"
	"What did you decide?"
	"About what?" he asked me, he didn't even know what I was
talking about.
	"About the sleeping arrangements!"
	"So you remembered did you?  Well, I don't think your going to
like this Sandi."
	"No, you mean I can't...come on Dad...I want to!  I don't like
being alone!"
	"Sandi, try and keep your voice a little lower.  I didn't mean
it like that, you want to let me explain or do you want to continue
shouting?"
	"Ok, explain!"
	"The truth Sandi, which I didn't expect to tell you, but since
we're being so open tonight is that I enjoy having someone there too.
However you are my daughter Sandi and it wouldn't be right to continue
like we have been so...."
	"No, right, it's still no...Dad please!"
	"Sandi let me finish please, before you go off the handle like
that again.  Here's what I suggest, once a week, and on special
occasions."
	"No, that's six days alone a week."
	"Sandi...."
	"Make it once a week and weekends as well as special
occasions!"
	"Sandi!"
	"Please..." I pouted eyeing him in the way he never said no.
	"All right, I guess we can handle that."
	"And a bath!"
	"What?"
	"I want to bathe with you once a week."
	"Sandi, don't push it."
	"Fine, a shower then!"
	"Sandi!  Fine, I guess, but that's it no more!"
	"Thank you!" I said and leaned over the table and kissed his
cheek.
	"As long as you wear a bathing suit!"
	"Dad!"
	"Take it or leave it Sandi!"
	"Fine, I'll take it," I said pouting.
	"Don't act like that you got more than I planned to give you,
I was thinking just twice a week."
	"Fine!"
	We finished our dinner and then we went home, we were both
tired and I led him straight up to the bedroom and started to undress
while he went into the bathroom and washed up.
	While he was inside his I went into my own bathroom and
brushed my teeth.  He was in bed when I got back and he looked at me
for a second before saying "Your supposed to be wearing panties."
	"I don't want to," I told him climbing into bed beside him.
"Your not wearing underwear are you?"
	"Yes!"
	"Well take them off, I want to be as close to you as I can," I
told him slipping my hand under the covers and pushing his shorts
down.
	"Sandi...fine I'll do it myself though all right?"
	"Ok, but from now on remember I want you naked when you get
into bed."
	"Sandi!"
	"Bob!" I replied in a mocking tone as he dropped his underwear
to the side of the bed.  Then I cuddled up against him and kissed his
side while wrapping an arm over him.  He slipped an arm behind my neck
and kissed my forehead.
	"Good night Sandi!"
	"I wonder what she's doing right now?"
	"Who?"
	"Melanie!  She's probably right in the middle of...."
	"Sandi!  Good night!"
	"Good night!" I said softly resting my head on his chest.
	Morning came quickly enough, and I awoke with my hand on his
testicles again.  I loved the soft feel of them under my fingertips.
He had woken up before I had and he was watching me while I woke up.
He didn't say anything about my hand before or after I kissed his
lips.
	"I guess we should be going in to your office soon."
	"Sandi you don't have to come."
	"Dad I want to," I said removing my hand from his crotch to
his chest.  "I want to do anything I can to help.  Even if its just
making sure you eat properly and have enough coffee."
	"All right then, we should probably go in in a couple of
minutes."
	"That soon, can't we just lie here and hold each other for a
little while?"  He glanced over at the clock on his night-table for  a
second before turning back to me.
	"I suppose we can, for a little while, but we can't for too
long."
	"That's ok, as long as we can spend some time together."
	"I'm really not around that much for you am I?"
	"No, but that's because your working to give me what you think
I want!"
	"And what do you want?"
	"To spend more time with you!  Just the two of us, alone."
	"I know I haven't got much to offer you since your mother died
Sandi, but I try my hardest to give you what you deserve."
	"I know you do Dad, but I would rather have you than new
clothes, or toys, or sports goods.  Do you see what I mean?"
	"Yeah, I know what you mean honey.  I miss spending time with
you too, your mother used to be able to keep me home and somehow I
always had time for the two of you, but now, it seems I have a hard
enough time just making time for one person."
	"What could I do to make you run home to me?" I asked him
kissing his cheek.
	"I try to get home as soon as I can Sandi!"
	"But you don't put it above your work do you?"
	"I should, but your right I probably don't do it as much as I
could."
	"Dad?"
	"What is it honey?"
	"What would you think if I said I wanted to quit gymnastics?"
	"Why, are you thinking of quiting?"
	"I was just wondering what you'd think!  I don't want you to
be disappointed?"
	"I could never be disappointed in you Sandi.  If you want to
quit just say so, and I'll pull you out.  What ever you want, is fine
with me, but what about the tournament?"
	"What do you think I should do?"
	"I don't know Sandi, it's your decision and your the only one
that can make it.  It's your feelings, your desires, and your
experiences.  What ever you feel is right, I'll support you!"
	"You will?"
	"Always Sandi!"
	"I love you Dad," I told him rolling up on top of him.  our
genitals were so close to each other I could almost feel him rubbing
against me.  When I did it he instinictively wrapped his arms around
my waist.
	"What are you doing?" he asked while I slid up his chest a
little moving away from his penis to kiss his lips.
	"Nothing," I said softly hugging him as I laid my head down on
his shoulder and kissed his neck.  "Should I be?"
	"No," he whispered as he brushed some hair out of my face with
his fingers.  I looked up at him and then gave his lips a small gentle
kiss.  I was inches away from paradise, all I had to do was slid down
him a little and take it inside me.
	But I knew he wouldn't let me and where I was was too
pleasurable to be thrown off of him.  Because he was letting me take
the luxuries of kissing him, and I have to admit that I liked it.
Liked how he tasted on my lips, how he felt beneath me.  How his lips
felt pressed against mine, even if it was only one sided kisses they
were still delicious.
	"I suppose we should get up now," he said softly running his
fingers through my hair.
	"I guess, but lets have this weeks shower now!"
	"I have to have one anyway so it's up to you, if you want
to...."
	"Yes!"
	"All right, go get your bathing suit on then."
	"Dad, that is absurd, I can't wash myself with clothing on.
It will just make it more difficult than it should be.  Come on Dad,
you can't be serious about a bathing suit."
	"Sandi...."
	"Dad, how can I wash if I've got clothes on, could you wash
properly if you were wearing a pair of shorts?"
	"Sandi...."
	"Come on its not like I'm going to do anything."
	"Sandi...."
	"Dad, please, I can't wash...."
	"Sandi, shut up and give me a chance to agree with you."
	"You mean I don't have to wear a bathing suit?"
	"No!"
	"Thank you," I said before quickly kissing his lips and
getting off of him.  "Come on!" I grabbed his hand and pulled him up
from the bed.
	"Why are you so anxious?"
	"Because I'm going to be spending the whole day with you for a
change!  The whole day!"
	"Is that what all this is about?"
	"Partly...." I said softly pushing him into the small shower
stall and climbing in beside him.  It wasn't that big of a stall so we
were forced close together.
	"Then what's the other part?"
	"I like being close to you like this," I said softly kissing
his chest as the water started running over us.
	"Like what?"
	"Naked, pressed against you, touching each other, like this,"
I said kissing his chest again.
	"Why?"
	"Because I love you!"
	"Sandi, this isn't the kind of love I want from my daughter!"
	"Hand me the soap please!" I said softly kissing one of his
nipples.  He did and I poured some out into my cupped hand and started
lathering his chest.
	"Why are you doing this?"
	"I told you already!  I love you Dad!"
	"Sandi what your doing has nothing to do with me being your
father!"
	"Here," I said taking his hand and turning the palm out and
pouring some soap into his hand and pressing it to my breast, started
rubbing it around.  "You wash me too!"
	"Sandi, I won't do this!"
	"Why not?"
	"Because your my daughter that's why!"
	"Come on Bob," I said wrapping my arm around his neck.  "I'm
not asking you to make love to me...." I said biting off the word
"yet".  "Is there anything wrong with washing me in return for me
washing you?"
	"Sandi!"
	"Bob, is there anything wrong with us acting a little closer
than father and daughter?"
	"Yes!"
	"Why," I asked as I started washing his genitals.  "So
beautiful."
	"Because you are my daughter!"
	"I don't want to be just your daughter anymore!  I want to be
closer to you than that!  Mom wants it!"
	"Sandi, don't even think about using your mother to accomplish
your goals of seducing me.  For gods sake Sandi I'm your father!"
	"I had a dream...."
	"Sandi I don't want to hear about it!"
	"I had a dream that you were making love..."
	"Sandi!"
	"...you and me were making love and Mom was watching us.  She
told me to make you happy and I want to Dad, I want to so much...I
want to feel you inside me."
	"Sandi!  You don't even know what you want, a second a go you
told me you would ask me to make love to you and now it sounds that's
exactly what your asking for."
	"If I did, would you?"
	"No!  Sandi that's something that could never happen...ever!
It's...."
	"Answer me this, would you make love to me if I was just a
stranger on the street."
	"Sandi!"
	"Would you, if I came to you on the street and said I wanted
you as my lover, would you agree and take me to bed?"
	"Sandi!"
	"Would you?"
	"---No-no-I--I wouldn't!"
	"You don't sound very convincing!  Just think about it.  I'm
offering you myself.  Dad, I'm a virgin you know that...I want you to
be the first and last man ever to put themselves inside me!"
	"Sandi!"
	"Just think about it," I said pressing a finger to his lips to
silence him.  Then as quickly as I could I rinsed myself off and got
out of the shower leaving him alone in it.  He was still against the
idea, but I had brought it out right in front of him even the way I
felt.  Now he could think about it, and decide for himself, but I
wouldn't stop trying to convince him I was right though either.
	I dressed in a pair of jean-shorts and a tank-top so the
little amount of clevage that I did have showed as much as possible,
and I had decided that I wouldn't wear any underwear when I was around
him.  I also decided that the next time he did get drunk, meaningless
or not I was going to make love to him.
	I thought that he'd probably try to ditch me before he went to
the office so I went down stairs and sat in the car to wait for him.
When he came out he was dressed in his regular suit and tie, but
looked sexier than ever to me.
	He sat down in the drivers seat and opened the garage door,
pretending that nothing was different between us.  I cuddled up
against him but he told me it was bothering him when he drived and he
pushed me back towards my own seat.
	When I kissed his lips when we parked in his office stall he
nearly bit my head off.  I tried to silence him with a kiss but he
acted the same way pushing me away again coldly.  I wanted to cry but
I stifled my tears and went into the office with him, he wouldn't even
let me hold his hand, he was afraid too much of me.
	I brought him coffee when ever he needed it, I shuffled
papers, did a little bit of typing for him (what I could anyway).  I
typed him a love letter, telling him how much I ached to feel his body
against my own, how I hungered to kiss and posses him, and take him
inside of me, both orally and vaginally.
	When I gave it to him he glanced at it crumpled it and threw
it aside.  My heart felt like it was inside of the little paper ball
on his desk.  I started to cry he threw the kleenex box to me and
ignored me.
	I dried my tears and went to get a cup of coffee for myself
and one for him, the coffee pot was empty and I couldn't find any more
of the grounds, just empty cans.
	"Dad, where's the extra coffee grounds, I'm going to make
another pot."
	"It's in the storage room down the hall.  It should be open."
Then he turned back to his desk.  I went looking for the store room
and moved towards it, when I noticed sounds coming from the room.
Sounds of people being intimate together.  Instead of opening the door
I pushed my ear to the door and listened.  I couldn't quite tell who
it was but it was a woman and a man.  She was moaning about money, and
how rich they would be together.  He tried to shush her up, but she
wouldn't stop talking while they were doing it.
	I guessed that they were probably talking about the money from
the company so I ran back to my father to tell him about what I had
heard.  He tried to push me away, but I insisted by whining "Dad,
please, listen to me this is important!  There's a couple of people in
the storage room...they're fucking."
	"Sandi, please I don't have time for this kind of crap."
	"Dad, I'm serious...and they're talk about a lot of money!"
	"Are you sure?"
	"I'm positive!" I said as he got up and moved as quickly as he
could to the store room, but when we got there it was empty.
	"Do you know who they were?"
	"No, just a man and a woman!"
	"Damn it!"
	"Should we see who's around?"
	"They're probably long gone."
	"Well it won't hurt if we do would it."
	"No, you check this floor, I'll go take a look around
upstairs."
	"All right."
	We searched for about fifteen minutes before it was obvious
that they weren't in the building any more.  We met back in his office
and sunk into the chairs.
	"I'm sorry Dad, I should have waited until I saw them come
out."
	"Don't blame yourself, if I had of listened to you in the
first place...let's just go home."
	"Not just yet," I said remembering the gift that I wanted to
give him.  "Where's the photocopying machine?"
	"It's in the store room too, that's the only place on this
floor that had room for it."
	"Just wait here a minute then, ok?"
	"All right," he sighed and I went back to the store room and
shut the door behind me.  I looked at the photocopier and couldn't
help smiling.  The top was already back so all I had to do was slip
out of my shorts.  Then bare-assed I hoped back up onto it and
photocopied my ass and pussy, it was warm and felt good beneath me as
I held my ass apart with one hand and pressed the button again.
	When I got off of it, I pulled my shorts back on.  Then I
slipped my tank-top down and photocopied my breasts.  It felt almost
as good on my nipples as it had on my ass.  I tidied myself, made sure
the photocopier was clean and grabbed my copies with a smile.  Then
folded them up and stuck them in my pocket.
	"Ready?" I asked peeking in his office.
	"Yes," he sounded really low from how close we might have
been, but I didn't want to give them to him so he would just scrunch
them up and throw them out.
	On the drive home, the right moment didn't seem to approach
and he was still as distant as he had been when we had come to his
office.  We ate in silence with each other, and even though he didn't
complain when I slipped into bed beside him, he was just as cold and
he wouldn't even let me wrap my arm around him.
	When morning came, he was still sleeping and I decided that
I'd just go spend the day at the mall window shopping.  It was a slow,
quiet and lonely way to spend the day, but when I got home at six, he
told me that Melanie had called a few times.  Then we ate dinner, in
silence again.
	Bed time came pretty quickly, but the attitude he had been
giving me was beginning to affect me and I wasn't looking forward to
climbing in beside him too much, so I decided I'd sleep in my own bed.
	Monday morning came almost when I got my eyes finally shut
without tears.  School was it's usual boring self, but I felt more
depressed than I had ever remembered feeling before in my life.  Then
lunch arrived!
	"Sandi, your not going to believe what happened to me Friday
night," Melanie said excitedly slipping into the chair across from me
at our lunch table.
	"I have a pretty good idea," I said snidely.
	"No, you don't.  I tried to phone you yesterday but your Dad
kept telling me you were out."
	"I was, now are you going to tell me about Friday or not?"
	"All right, when Jack and I left you he phoned his brother and
bought us a cup of coffee, which we shared.  It was so romantic.
	"Then when we had finished his brother was waiting out in the
parking lot for us.  Daniel!  He's cute too, actually not cute but
kind of ruggedly handsome.  He's twenty!
	"Anyway, Dan threw Jack a box of condoms, a twelve pack and
winked at me.  Then he drove us to the motel while we waited out in
the car kissing.
	"Dan came back and drove us right to the motel room.  We all
got out and Dan ushered us into the room, closing the door behind him.
	"I was looking at him funny, right, like 'What the hell are
you still doing here look?' and he simply asks Jack 'You didn't tell
her, did you?'  Jack shakes his head and then tells me that he had to
promise Dan could watch for taking us to the motel and renting the
room.
	"I felt uncomfortable being my first time and all, so I wasn't
quite sure if I liked the idea but I was also a little turned on by
the idea.  I didn't know it was Jack's first time too, I just
figured....  Anyway, we nervously undressed and I started sucking on
him right, to get him hard.  While I was doing it Dan took a polaroid.
I glared up at him while stopping.  He responds their for us.  So I go
back to sucking on Jack's semi-rigid cock.
	"When I get it hard he rushes to put the condom on while I
stretch out on my back.  Dan screams 'What are ya doing?' to Jack.
Jack and I look at him and he tells Jack 'She ain't ready!  Look.
	"Then Dan comes over, gets between my legs and after quickly
looking at me to see if its all right he starts fingering and kissing
my pussy."
	At this point in her story she was down to a near whisper and
we were hunched over the table so it could be as private as we could
get it.  I was nearly open mouthed.
	"Then Dan says 'See' and moves back away from me so Jack gets
between my thighs and starts doing what his brother had been.
	"Dan backs off but I want to thank him right so I motion him
closer to me and we kiss.  Then his hands start playing with my
breasts, right.  Then he moves down, starts kissing and sucking on my
nipples.  Jack looks up see's his brother says 'Dan she's mine!'
	"The words 'You two don't have to fight, there's enough of me
for both of you' slip out from my mouth.  I don't know where they had
come from, they were just there.  Dan undresses, he's got hair all
over him, and this humongeous cock which I start fondeling right.
Well a few seconds later I'm on my hands and knees, I've got Jack
pumping into my pussy and Dan's beautiful cock in my mouth.
	"Jack comes quick like, and Dan hasn't come at all.  Jack lies
down beside me and unrolls the condom off.  I move so I start licking
off his cum and Dan starts feeding me his rubbered cock.
	"I get Jack cleaned off and he's near hard again right, well
Dan pulls out of me still without coming.  He lies me on my back and
holds my hands back above my head while he climbs on top of me
missionary, right, and he takes his time again feeding it into my
hungry pussy and then he starts fucking me while kissing my face,
bring me through at least two orgasms before he finaly comes.
	"Dan rolls off and Jacks on me again, it kept up like that all
night, you don't believe me, well here look, I've got pictures to
prove it, the boys took turns taking them," Melanie said handing me a
half dozen phtos.  "We split them into three piles.!"
	"Wow..." was all I could say, out of the six photos they all
had her doing something really kinky with a cock buried inside of her,
and she was wearing the biggest grin I had ever seen on her in my
life.
	"You haven't heard the best part yet!"
	"What could possibly be better than what you've already said?"
	"They both want to keep seeing me.  Every night, alternatively
then Saturdays both of them want to go out.  Taking me to movies,
dinners, and they'll do anything I want, all I've got to do is ask!"
	"Mel isn't that kind of absurd!"
	"No, you wouldn't believe all the stuff we did.  We stayed in
the motel room to check out time.  We went through the entire box plus
Dan went out and bought another box.
	"And in the car when Dan drove me home I rode Jack almost the
entire time!"
	"Your sick Mel!"
	"No, just enjoying two good looking men in bed at one time.
Sandi, I'm telling you it felt wonderful, you wouldn't believe how
good it feels to have a man burried as deep as he can get in you.  It
makes you feel complete, and I've got two of them.
	"Sandi, why don't you go with us next Saturday, I don't think
my boyfriends would mind if I brought a girlfriend to share."
	"No thanks.  I've got my eyes on someone!" I said thinking
about my father back in his office, wondering how I could get him to
forgive me.
	"Who?  I'll get Jack to see what they think about you?"
	"It's no one that he'll know!"
	"What's he like, who is he?"
	"He's handsome, strong, sensitive, caring, his lips taste
wonderful too."
	"You've kissed him?"
	"Yes, lots of times!"
	"Who is he?"
        "Never you mind, you keep your thoughts on your two boyfriends
and leave mine alone!"
	"All right, can I have my pictures back please?"
	"Here you go," I told her handing the snapshots back.
"Enjoy!"
	"I will," she said smiling "I've got a date with Dan tonight.
Sandi, you know that outfit you bought...the other night when we...."
	"Yes!"
	"Do you think I could...borrow it...I want Dan to see me in
something sexy.  At least before he strips it off of me!"
	"I guess, you can put it on at my house.  When I get home I'll
get it for you!"
	"Thanks, I'll see you later, ok?  And be careful at practice
all right?"
	"I will!" I told her softly as she left the table.  She looked
great, and she looked happy.  Why shouldn't she be, she was bedding
down with two men, brothers at that, and one a twenty year old.  Well
I suppose it wasn't any worse than me wanting to get in bed with a
thirty-five-year-old man.
	I managed to get out of practice with only having to give the
coach a blow-job, but for me it was more than what he deserved, or was
worth.  But I did get a sense of good out of it, because I had spit
his cum into his pants which were around his ankles.
	He'd cussed a little but, hell what did I care.  When I biked
home Melanie was waiting for me on the porch.  "Your Dad's been
arrested!"
	"What?" I demanded throwing my bike down to the ground.
	"The police came and took him about ten minutes ago!"
	"He said to tell you it was because of the books if that means
anything."
	"Those bastards!" I cussed looking down the street.  I wasn't
sure what to do, above all I was scared.  For myself, but mostly for
him, because I knew he hadn't anything to do with it.
	"The cops told me to take you home with me, they said they'll
call and expect you to be there.  I talked to my Mom and she agreed.
So your going to have to pack a bag."
	"Did Dad get to take anything with him?"
	"No, they wouldn't let him."
	"I should pack some things for him, some underwear, a change
of clothes, his toothbrush."
	"Sandi, he's not at a motel," Melanie said shutting the door
of the house after we were inside.
	"I know," I said running up the stairs.
	"Sandi," Melanie said softly as I was throwing some of his
stuff onto the bed.  "Sandi, he's going to be ok, you just need to
relax for a couple of minutes."
	"Melanie how could you say that, he's my father, he needs me!"
	"Sandi, relax," she said resting a hand on my arm.  "Just take
a few deep breaths.
	"I can't afford..." I started but was silenced by Melanie's
lips pressing against mine in a kiss.
	"Come on, I'll help you relax," she said unbottoning my top
button as she backed me towards the bed.
	"I can't...."
	"Shhhh..." she said after kissing me again and pushing me down
onto the bed.  Then she took her T-shirt off and threw it aside.  Her
bare breasts were just hanging there.  Then she undid my shorts then
with a single movement she stripped me of both my shorts and my
panties.
	She had me spread out naked on the pile of my fathers clothes,
and his scent was so strong, I couldn't help but feeling sad because
we'd been apart, and we weren't exactly on the best terms.
	"What's wrong," Melanie asked wiping my eyes with her thumbs.
	"I can't do this, not right now Melanie, I said getting off
the bed and dressing "I've got to go see him!"
	"Sandi, they're probably interogating him, you..."
	"Oh God!"
	"...and won't be able to see him."
	"I stufed his things in his bag "Where did they take him?"
	"I don't know they talked to my mother.  They probably told
her.  Sandi pack yourself a bag, and we'll go to my house and get my
Mom to drive you to the police station."
	I didn't want to but Melanie pushed me into my room and helped
me pack a bag for myself.  Then we started down stairs "Did you get
that outfit you wanted?"
	"Sandi, I don't think I should be going out tonight, you need
me!"
	"There's no sense both of us being at the police station, your
going to go on your date and enjoy yourself!"
	"Sandi," she said before I sprinted back up stairs and fetched
the lingerie.
	"Here, now let's go!"  I grabbed both bags and let Melanie
start out walking to her house.  I locked up and five minutes later we
were going through the front door of her house.
	Her mother greeted us, but she treated me like I was some sort
of leper that I shouldn't be around.  She tried to talk me out of
going to the police station but I insisted and she finally agreed.
	I told Melanie in private that I hoped she enjoyed her date,
she grinned and said she would but there was also concern in her eyes
when I left with her mother.
	She dropped me with my fathers bag right in front of the
station taking off back home as soon as I had shut the door.
	I went in and after half an hour o explaining who I was they
locked me in a 8 by 8 room with an officer who started questioning me!
Asking about what I knew about money my Dad may have come to have, if
he had been spending large amounts of money.
	"If your asking if my father's an embezzler he's not!  He knew
about the missing money and was trying to figure out who had taken
it!"
	"He told you this?"
	"Yes!"
	"Why?"
	"He was upset, I was there...he just told me!"
	"How are things at home, do you's have everything you's want?"
	"Yes, he works hard, he's made a good life for us.  Even
though my mother's no longer with us!  He's worked hard trying to play
the role of both mother and father to me!"
	"Does your father have a girlfriend, someone he goes...."
	"No, he spends his free time at the office and comes home to
eat and sleep.  He's still devoted to my mother.  I've tried to get
him to go out but...when can I see him?"
	"Soon, just a few more questions!"
	"You said that half an hour ago seargent!"
	"I know, tell me again how your father told you about the
missing money!"
	I did, four times amongst other questions which totalled on
the high side of four hours.
	"I want to see him, please and I've got to give him this bag."
	"All right, but the bags going to have to be searched first."
	"Fine, can I see him?"
	"Come with me then," he said and guided me through a maze of
hallways.  Then he sat me down in another empty room, took my father's
bag and left the room claiming my father would be there in a few
minutes.
	After half an hour they finally brought him into the room.
Handcuffed!  I tried to contain my emotions as they set him down in
front of me and left the room.
	"Are you all right?"
	"I'm fine Sandi!"
	"Have they hurt you?"
	"No!"
	"I brought you some things from home, but they had to search
them."
	"Thanks, but they probably won't even let me have them!"
	"I love you Dad!" I sniffed.
	"Oh, I love you too honey."  He tried to hug me but the damned
handcuffs wouldn't let him.
	"When...when are you coming home?"
	"I-I don't know honey.  The lawyer said he'd arrange a bail
hearing as soon as possible and he can't guarantee that I'll be able
to get out on it."
	"My tournaments' this weekend!"
	"I know honey...but I don't know if I'm going to be able to
make it!"
	"You've got to...it's going to be my last one!"
	"You've decided then?"
	"Dad that's not important, is there anything I can do to
help?"
	"No, there's nothing you can do, we just have to let the
lawyers fight it out."
	"Dad we can't this isn't some small claim.  Dad, this is your
life...our lives...we can't just sit back and let them wreck it."
	"Sandi what can we do, we can only figure out what we already
know!"
	"There's no way we can sit back and let the rest of your...our
lives be decided by idiots that know absolutely nothing about you!"
	"Sandi don't...."
	"All right, times up!"
	"I love you Dad," I said moving around to him hugging him.
Then I gave his cheek a little kiss before the police officer took him
from the room.  While we waved good bye to each other they closed the
door seperating us.
	It was just after ten when I got back to Melanie's house, her
mother fed me even though Melanie was still out on her date.  Then as
soon as I was finished I went up to bed feeling more alone than I had
in years, thinking about him locked up behind cold bars with another
guy, with no one to sleep next to him.
	When morning came, Melanie was lying beside me with a smile on
her face.  I figured that Dan must have been real nice to her last
night.  When I moved on the bed she woke up eyeing me rubbing the
space between her breasts.  "How was your Dad?"
	"He's taking it better than I am I'm afraid, how was your
evening.  Did Dan like my underwear?"
	"Did he ever!  We were right there in the drive in theater, he
was kissing and fondeling me.  I told him I wanted to show him
something and I undid the first few buttons of my blouse.  He saw the
little bit of lace and tells me to climb in the back seat cause he
wants to see the rest of it.
	"We get in the backseat and I take my clothes off, he looks
over the underwear and slowly starts pulling it off with lots of
kisses.  He grabs a condom from his coat unzips his zipper and pulls
it out, unrolls the condom on himself, and he's inside me, stretching
me, in the backseat of the car.  I had my legs spread one up on a
front seat and up in the back window to.
	"He just kept making love to me.  It was wonderful Sandi, and
tomorrow I'm going out with Jack!  Are you sure you wouldn't want to
make it a double date one night!  I promise they'll make you feel real
good!"
	"No thanks!  We better get up, it's getting pretty late."
	"You want the bathroom first, or shall I...."
	"Go ahead!" I told her.  "I'm going to get dressed."
	"Ok!"
	The rest of the day, I bummed my way through school the best I
could knowing that my father was in prison.  When practice time came
along I wasn't really feeling up to taking the coaches shit.  But I
had to keep him around till the tournament was over, and in so doing I
had to do what he wanted.
	I told him I had to leave early to go see my father but it
wasn't good enough for him.  He held me back until everyone else had
left and then over the balance beam initiated anal sex.  I screamed
from pain as he slowly tried to work himself in, but it was more
painful than anything I had ever known, and he didn't stop until he
spurt and over my back.
	It was disgusting, but he remembered about his cum and had his
pocket stuffed full of kleenex's and wiped me clean.  Then I ran to
the bathroom to have a shower.  I was angry mad, sore, and in pain
from what he had done.
	I went to Melanie's house and tried to act as calm as I could
before Melanie's Dad took me to the prison to visit my father.
	We were allowed to interact in an open area, and he didn't
have to wear the handcuffs.  We talked a little but basicaly I just
sat on his lap and he held me in a hug and listened to me tell him
what was new with Melanie and her boyfriends and what a "wonderful"
day I had at school.
	"Does the lawyer know if your going to be out before he
weekend.  I really want you there for the tournament Dad, if your not
going to be there I might as well quite now!"
	"He's seeing what he can do!"
	"I really miss you Dad, its so lonely at night knowing your
not around."
	"I know honey.  I miss you too."
	"I hope they see the mistake their doing holding you.  You
couldn't hurt anyone!" I said stroking his cheek.
	"Thank you!"
	"How is it in here?"
	"It's not that bad, but...but I'd rather be home eating one of
your home cooked meals."
	"When you get out of here, I'll make you the biggest dinner
you've ever seen!" I promised.
	"Other wise are you all right?"
	"Yes...I'm fine Sandi.  I just wish you didn't have to be
spending the time with Melanie's mother...you two must be playing alot
together."
	"No, not since she started dating those two brothers...we only
played together that one time!"
	"Oh...I'm sorry!"
	"It's all right, I'm not really in the mood for it when your
in here!  It wouldn't feel right!"
	"Sandi...."
	"I hope your out of here soon!  We were going to the cabin the
weekend after this remember."
	"I know honey," he said stroking my hair.  "But we're just
going to have to accept what happens."
	"No!  I won't accept anything other than you back home!"
	"Sandi...never mind."
	"What?"
	"Nothing, just a passing thought!"
	"What was it?"
	"Nothing!  How's school going for you?"
	"Not so good, it's too hard to concentrate when I'm thinking
about you in here!"
	"Sandi, you've got to keep up your studies.  At least you have
your practices to take off some of the stress."  God was he wrong
there and I wanted to tell him.
	"I will!"
	"VISITING TIMES OVER!!!"
	"I guess I've got to be going," I said sitting up straighter
on his lap and kissing his cheek.  "I love you Dad.  I hope your out
of here soon!"
	"Me too honey," he said giving me a little squeeze with his
arms.  
	"I'll see you tomorrow!"
	"Ok, bye honey," he said with tears in his eyes as I left him.
	Melanie's dad was waiting for me out in the car and he drove
home.  We ate together since everyone else had finished, near the end
it seemed like he wanted to say something to me but never managed to
form the words.  Then when he finished his dinner and pushed it
towards the center of the table and watched me.
	"He's a good man Sandi, your Dad.  I don't think he did it!"
	"Thank you Mr. Duncan!  I'm glad to see that I'm not the only
one that believes in him!"
	"What's his lawyer doing for him?"
	"He's trying to get him out on bail right now!"
	"Well, I hope he does!" he said standing up and pushing his
chair in.  "Good night Sandi!"
	"Good night Mr. Duncan!" I said clearing the plates from the
table and taking them to Melanie who was still washing dishes in the
kitchen.
	We talked for a little while we finished up the dishes then we
went up to her room, from the master bedroom I could hear the radio
on.
	"There fucking!" Melanie whispered "they always turn the radio
on, they think it will fool me or something."
	"You mean there...."
	"Yep!"
	"How often...do they?"
	"Usually every Saturday night, it's kind of strange it's not
even the middle of the week."
	"Well...maybe they're just feeling...playful!"
	"Are you?"
	"No...he did something different today!"
	"The coach?  Oh Sandi you got to tell him off."
	"I know, it's only three more days though!"
	"Sandi...what did he do this time?" she asked when we got to
the safety of her room.
	"He put...it...up my...ass!"
	"Oh Sandi, you've got to tell him to fuck off!  You can't keep
on going like this.  It's bad enough you even let him touch you!"
	"I know!  But its almost over.  I'm quitting after this
tournament."
	"It should be him that quits not you!  You can't let him get
off just like that or else he'll do it again with someone else."
	"Melanie, I don't want to talk about him anymore.  What are
you and Jack doing tomorrow?"
	"Jack and I are going to go for a walk down in the revene.
I'm hoping he's going to make love to me by that stream.  I'm going to
wear a skirt especially for the occassion," she said grinning.
	"Those two are going to wear you out you know?  In the end
your probably going to have to pick one of them."
	"I know, but until then I'm going to enjoy myself."
	"Well good for you," I said softly as I undressed and climbed
into bed.
	"But I enjoy being with both of them," she said throwing her
top into her dirty clothes hamper.  "Dan likes fixing cars, Jack likes
dirt bikes.  Dan likes kissing my pussy.  Jack likes me sucking on
him.  And they both like fucking me, and I enjoy fucking them!  You
know, Jack found me at lunch today and wanted me to go with him behind
the school and give him a blow-job!"
	"Did you?"
	"Did I what?"
	"Go behind the school with him?"
	"Of course I did, what kind of a question is that?" she said
smiling as she climbed into bed beside me.
	"A stupid one by appearances."
	"Your right there," she said and gave my lips a quick kiss
before closing her eyes and drifiting off to sleep.
	The next school day was about the same as the day before but
when it time for practice came I decided to skip.  I was in no mood
for my coach because I was also having my period and I didn't think I
could deal with the cramps and my coach.
	Melanie had left school with Jack right off and knowing her
when I was just getting in the front door of her house she was
probably lying on her back with Jack inside of her.
	"...I always knew there was something wrong with him.  It
can't be right living all alone with only his daughter for all those
years," Mrs. Duncan said as I slipped in the front door.  She was in
the kitchen with a few of her friends by the sound of it.
	"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 without
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 togeth

  
SANDI