" He sat watch, and I cried on his shoulder. That's it. I swear. Armour makes a better pillow than you might think."He seemed to accept that, and some...of the unhappiness on his face eased."So do you think ... could we be friends, instead? Or maybe, could I be like an honorary sister? I promise to always see you as 'Just Cailan', even when protocol dictates I don't say it out loud, and you promise to keep that sense of humour going, and we both have someone to turn to when we just need to talk. It was nice just spending time with jane, and it wasn't long before I'd completely forgotten about the fact that I was lying there in the sun in my sisters bikini."Time to turn over," Jane said, "we do want to tan all over remember. Here, let my rub lotion into your back." Jane's legs were straddling mine, her soft smooth skin felt so good next to my firm thighs. Her hands moving slowly up and down my back, gently rubbing the lotion into my skin. I couldn't help but moan with delight at her. “I think it’s my prostate. Its fuckin itching. Like extremely insanely. I wish I could reach it, but the itch is fuckin inside me!”, he continued. I placed my hand at his lower tummy soothingly. I loved how the little squares of his natural abs flexed and relaxed according to my touch. He was truly sexy all over, every bit and spot of him. I picked his legs up and rubbed my finger at the entrance of his hole. “Uhhhhhh. Yeahhhhhhh…” came his urgent and vibrating moan. I pushed a finger in.. I had never seen my dad so angry. He came over as quick as he could, and started yelling at me to get back to the offices. Once we were both back in his office, he started yelling at me, telling me he had told me not to talk to those guys, and how terrible they all were. Finally he told me I needed to go home and we would talk about whether or not I could keep working when he got home. By the time I got out to my car, I was bawling and I could hardly see. I dropped my keys as I was trying to.
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