And I cried with her.We awoke the next morning to a light rain falling on us. It was morning but the sky was a dark grey, heavy with the clouds and rain. We would cuddled on the mat on the beach like normal. Our body heat keeping us warm. I hugged this marvelous girl to me. I stroked her with my hand, relishing the glow I felt that this girl was now my daughter. We both acknowledged it. We both accepted the inevitability of it. How could it be otherwise, kindred spirits somehow finding each other? I cuddled in tighter, not wanting this to end but feeling the light rain falling. I stroked her in part to keep her warm but in part to love her, to know her, wishing she was a little girl but so proud of the young woman she was. Then … my hand passing over her chest … how could I have missed this? Wanting her to be a little girl? My little girl wasn’t. I felt her chest, again. No. My little girl wasn’t. A tear ran down my cheek.I kissed her cheek. I squeezed her. She opened her eyes. She's sitting next to an oldergentleman and talking, having a good time, but calm, not crazy. Shewalks by about thirty minutes later on the way to the restroom I guess,and I stop her and say hello.Next thing I know, she's pulled up a stool next to me, and we're havingfun, just talking about normal shit, more like old friends than as ifshe was a whore like some of the girls I've met in bars. I ask aboutthe old guy, and she said he was her financial advisor and had to leavesoon anyway, which he did.Well, one thing led to another and she ended up joining me in my hotelroom and we had a great night of sex. I was pretty wasted by this timeand only remembered the best blow job I ever got and the fact that shewas okay with anal one day if I could ever get it up again. Ha-ha.Soon, I was flying down to see her a couple times a month. I guess youcould say we had a long-distance romance, and every date went prettymuch like our first. What I liked about her the most, Tish, was thefact.
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