Am I Strong Enough to Say No ( pt 1 )

This is my showtime attempt at writing a report. It is totally made up, and hopefully offends no one. IF it does, just release out and look for another level to learn. If I get positive feedback, I will finish Pt 2 and maybe more. PLEASE, no rude remarks, or poster for sweetener ups. Thanks….

First let me indicate out, I do n't look at myself as a deviate, devil, or such. I am a pattern espouse founding father of a wonderful girl of 16. The trouble is when it comes to sex, I have no willpower.
Usually that is not a trouble. I love my wife, and stay faithful to her. I drive a truck over the route so except for the lot lizards ( which I would NEVER mite ) have limited contact lens with female. No, the problem started one night when I was in and me and my wife had just finished a round of golf of love making. Laying there talking she brought up the depicted object that our girl, Debbie, had told her that she felt like she did n't have it away me because I was gone 2 hebdomad at a fourth dimension year in and yr out.
I have felt bad about that for long time and told her, but, we needed the money to live on and it paid better than anything I could do locally. Plus, I was 45 long time old, and that's a piddling to old to start another career. That's when the bomb shell hit. Smiling, she told me that Debbie wanted to depend on with me this summer instead of staying home and expenditure her summer with her friends at the local consortium every day. I started to protest but my pointed out that she would like it too. That our daughter was at the age of discovering boys and their `` wants '' and that if she was on the motortruck with me, that she could n't see any boy and that it would also fall in me a chance to bond paper with her again. Yes, the beginning of the end for me ....

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1st of June I was in loading the truck, you have to accept a place for everything and I had to make More elbow room for Deb ( she hated Debbie now ). I was standing in front of the nonsense trying to figure out where I was gon na move things from the top bunk where I used the space as depot when Deb climbed in with her beginning bag. Asking what I was doing, I explained to her that the top feed bunk was hers for the summertime and I needed to clear it up. Looking around she said why not we both just use the bottom bunk. I laughed and said for starting motor, it would n't seem right, and plus, her mom might not like that and laughed. She thought for a instant, looking around, and said, she would n't assure mom, and no one else would recognise so unless I was a perv, what was the big deal, that it looked like we needed the blank space on the hogwash for repositing. I told her I was no perv and that sealed it. She threw her bag on the top, got down ad got another and did the same, then grasped her pillow and blanket and said she was ready. Looking out at the house and wishing my wife was home from work and had a moment of sanity and would severalise Deb that she would drop her champion and lose out on summer at the pool was a fleeting dream. Sighing, I fired up the truck and backed out of the campaign. It was gon na be a long summer.

We picked up my load and luck had it, we were heading for CA. Deb was excited. First matter she did was ask would we see the beach, Laughing I told her there where not many route for trucks near the beach. She looked dejected, and said she was hoping to see a beach, and even brought her swim wooing. I laughed and said sorry. She said she at least wanted a tan which I showed her my left arm and said I got one. She groaned and reached over and hit my arm grinning.
After 11 hrs of hard running, we pulled into the flying J in Rebecca West Memphis TN. Shutting the truck off, Deb stretched and asked what now ? I told her we go in, shower, eat, and then bed time. That in 10 hrs we roll again. She grabbed her bag, and we walked in. When getting the shower tag, she leaned close and demand if we had to portion a shower ? Laughing I told her no, I had credits on my visiting card and we each got one. Explaining to her that each fourth dimension I fueled up I got a shower credit. She smirked and said cool. Then asked what happens if we ran out. I patted her on the back of the school principal and said here, handed her just the ticket, and showed her the monitor with her number and shower identification number and pointed her in the the right way charge. While I was showering I thought, yea, what IF I ran out. Mental smack. Where did THAT come from ?

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Deb looked at herself while undressing in the exhibitioner room. At 16 she was developing nicely she thought. 5'6 140 lbs and as she pressed her breasts up, smiled. 36C. She thought they was the best piece of her body. She felt she needed to misplace about 25lbs to be as hot as the popular miss where at school day. Oh well, maybe this summertime she could lose it. It was one of the reasons she did n't mind riding with her dad all summer. Although she had brought her washup courtship in hopes of a beach day, she did n't want the guys she knew seeing her in a bikini. alien where dissimilar. Grabbing her razor and shampoo, she stepped into the shower and washed herself. When she was done, she shaved her ramification, and for a mo, looked at her fleck of pilus between her pegleg. smiling, she decided why not, no one will see out here, and lathered it up and shaved it all off ( like the former girls she had seen in the rain shower after gym ). Feeling it afterwards she smiled, thinking this flavour good.

Drying off, she got dressed and not thinking, put on a distich of thong panties, and no bra by use. It was what she was sleeping in lately. That and an old tee shirt. Waling out to the TV room to wait for her dad, she found him already out there, playing a game in the piffling room besides it. Uh huh, gambling she laughed, and he spun around looking at her knowing he was busted. ( His wife hated gambling, but he loved it ) Grinning, he said NOPE, pattern # 1, what happens on the road stays on the road. Deb smiled and they grabbed their bagful and went to eat.

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After eating while walking back to the hand truck, Deb thought that this was n't so bad. The exhibitor where big and clean, and eating out every day would be a treat. Climbing into the hand truck, her dad pulled the curtain around the windows so that no one could see inside. And put their bags up. Scratching his drumhead, he said that he guessed that they would just ferment away while each early changed for bed. Then he said something that made her laugh, he forgot his sweat shorts to catch some Z's in so he would have to sleep in a distich of pants. Since he didn't need to change them, he stood up, and faced the front and told her to change for bed. When she started undressing, she realized SHE had forgotten her sleeping shirt too. She told her dad and asked if one of his would be ok. He told her I guess, but would they incubate everything. She shrugged and said hope so ( she was thinking of WHY in the humankind did she put on a thong now lol ) after putting on a shirt of his, barely covering her ass, and tight on her thorax, she climbed into the back of the bunk, he turned off the berth igniter and climbed in. Man this is soaked she mumbled, to which he told her that they should have made way on the top bunk. `` Naa '' she told him, it would be ok, as long as they lay on their face. Soon they both had drifted off to catch some Z's.

About 3 in the morning, I had to pee, so I got up quietly and pulled out the port a potty I had made using an oil changing jug from Wal-Mart and the chems used in a port a potty so no scent. making as little noise as possible I drained my bladder and, turning around, started to crawl back into bed when I noticed in the little lights from the window snaking in my daughter, facing the back, her bare looking ass ( took me a min to notice the small flight strip of cloth from the lash ! ) All I could do was reckon, and think WOW, my infant's grown up nicely. Getting back in bed now with a intemperately on, I faced the front and tried to take it go away so I could go back to sleep. I must throw because succeeding affair I know, its morning, and Deb is starting to move a little like she does when waking up. job is, I had rolled over, and spooned her in the night and now, and my morning wood was rightfulness up against her defenseless ass ! Sliding ever so slightly, I moved back, and rolled over and PRAYED she did n't wake up and finger it. After what seemed like 30 min, she rolled over and threw her arm around me and said daybreak dad. Whew, I dodged the bullet.

WOW thought Deb. He got a woody from looking at my ass. As much as it should have made her sick, she couldn't believe it made her slightly horny. Luckily he didn't notice me awake or it would experience been so awkward. Smiling to herself, she didn't even observance when she put on a tee-shirt with no bra on today. Now why did I do that she thought when they was sitting up front and getting ready to roll. Oh well she thought and looked out the windowpane as a new day dawned .