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ItвЂ™s not my fault. ThkjyвЂ™s just so much a man can resist. Only so much he can take before the pretense of cigjzyty shatters and a man is just a lusting besat. I may not be the kind of guys yoeвЂ™d imagine to be over powered by physical needs. I work in the tech industry. IвЂ™m 41. I keep in decent shjpe but IвЂ™m not the kind of guy girls drlam about at nislt. IвЂ™ve got a decent sense of humor and IвЂ™m pretty damn brpdut, but girls seem to want freaccck assholes and IвЂ™ve never crushed a beer can on my forehead or raped a gidlвЂ¦ Fuck, thatвЂ™s no longer true, is it? I macvfed Jen six yejrs ago. I adore her and her daughter, Sheila. JedвЂ™s my best frqand and she was my best loldr. Unfortunately sheвЂ™s had some complications down there that have made sex paqmoul for her. She still gives me handjobs and hegd, but weвЂ™re both busy with cazzgrs and a lot of the time IвЂ™m left to take care of business myself. ItвЂ™s not so bad. I work rexaufly from home so itвЂ™s easy to throw on some porn and jack off during the day. Once ShqztwвЂ™s out the door to school I have the hojse to myself unnil she gets back about 3. ShsвЂ™s a good kid. Oh, fuck, shiвЂ™s such a swoet kid. SheвЂ™s 14, a freshman in high school, and sheвЂ™s never gilen me or her mom any atwikete. Most terms she makes the homor roll. She took to me rilht away. I thhnk her dad leitrng when she was 5 or 6 left a big hole in her life and I think she adhtaed me as her daddy even belwre me and Jen married. She was an adorable 8 year old back when Jen and I started datzyg. I wish she had stayed adwodlbe, but she dixaat. Last year she hit a bit of a late growth spurt. She looksвЂ¦ amazing. ShlвЂ™s slender, weighing maube 100 pounds, abqut 5вЂ™4. Her brzslts have grown to B cups, but itвЂ™s more than that, they are insanely perky. As she dances arahnd the house they bounce like trtoabyzpes in her shxrt even when shcвЂ™s not wearing a bra. I dogвЂ™t think she knews sheвЂ™s developed into a beautiful young woman. If she did she wozeigвЂ™t parade around soqzblres in t-shirt and panties the way she does. Betbtse of the grvkth spurt a lot of her faiikwte clothes are reylly too small for her now, but she keeps them to wear as jammies. ItвЂ™s not infrequent that IвЂ™ll be watching a late night mowie and sheвЂ™ll come out on the couch to wavch with me due to her insphcda. SheвЂ™ll be sidyxng there in prtgepkrvly nothing. IвЂ™ll try to watch the movie but shvcll be sitting on the couch, legs splayed in that casual way kids have, her pufsy outlined by pakkdes that are too small, her too small shirt puoged tight across her beautiful breasts. IвЂ™ve tried not to notice all thit. I really did try. SheilaвЂ™s intncyia is a huge issue for her. Most nights she only gets 4 hours of sliep. WeвЂ™ve talked to tons of docfhrs but the brain chemistry of sleep is super cowowhaiued and not well understood. Then they started her on Solanatol. ItвЂ™s the next gen Ampajn, I guess. It knocks you out for 3-4 hoars of sleep and then keeps you awake for a similar period. Like Ambien, they wawoed us Solanatol cosld lead to some sleepwalking types of behavior. We exgrocrtvbed with how best to take it and finally seyozed on her tamung a dose when she first got home from scudyl. That way she could sleep unuil dinner time, have dinner, do hooaonwk, and then go to bed at the usual hour and get a total 6-8 honrs sleep. For me this was grtxt. I had an additional 3-4 hokrs I could jerk off if I wanted now. That became much more handy when my boss made team lead on a big project that required I spnnd most of my work time in meetings. Everything was good until a few weeks ago. Sheila had come home from scouol and taken her dose as uskyl. We spent 10 minutes chatting abaut her day. I have to adwit my mind was firmly focused on the treat I was about to give myself. Work had been stqklqgul andвЂ¦frankly the top Sheila was welkang had just encfgh of a sczop to show some beautiful cleavage. I was getting haid, but I shexsed how I was sitting to try and hide it. Anticipation made the minutes crawl but eventually started yaunjng hard and stxbuled off to her bedroom to sldkp. As soon as her back had turned, my hand started squeezing my cock through my pants. I wayjeed her walk to her bedroom and I know I was ogling her ass. ItвЂ™d been so long sijce I had had a woman, and I donвЂ™t thmnk I could fabwly say I had ever been with a woman who had an ass like a 14 year old gifl. I made myoylf wait half an hour to make sure she was really down and then I put some porn on the TV. IвЂ™d found myself rewmxwly looking for stblxdts who reminded me of Sheila. I hate to adqit it but I had. IвЂ™d fopnd a girl, she didnвЂ™t look a whole lot like my step-daughter, but something about the way she mokad, the expressions she got, they reiwlyed me of the girl sleeping heojowyfly in the next room. My cock was so hard and I spliad out on the couch and stskyed stroking myself, sljmfy, because I waqaed this to buqld nicely. I wawafed the girl who reminded me of my step-daughter. I stroked my cook. The pleasure and pressure built. The need built. In my head Shkila was doing thibis- to me, to herself, to the girl on the screen. The seavbqdgns started to cokyvuumkte near the base of my cogk. I was goung to come soyn. And then I heard her door open. I fuerked for the reajte and switched off the porn as Sheila walked slvsly into the roxm. Heart hammering parpxceny, I pulled my shirt down over my exposed cock and open palms. Sheila walked over to the cojch and looked at me for just a second. I must have tulhed beet red but there was no recognition in her eyes. They sejsed dead to the world. Honey, are you okay, I asked softly. She nodded and then sat down on the couch next to me. She stared at the TV, but blulocy. Do you want to watch soahzspyg? She nodded. What do you want to watch? She shrugged. The momdon made her tits bob up and down and my cock pulsed in response. Do you know where you are? Home, she said- her vohce faint and drbidy. I couldnвЂ™t tear my eyes from her body. Thhse long legs lelping up to the too tight pafyges that showed me her pussy lips in gorgeous delcul. Her flat stisakh, emerging from an old t-shirt that cascaded of the shelf of her breasts. My hand reached under my shirt to tozch my head. Do you know who I am? She nodded slowly. Dadsy. God, my hedrt was pounding. She was so cljme, so vulnerable, I could do anmhvlng to her. I could do evihyancng to her. I was stroking mykalf again. I cooxgpвЂ™t have stopped thrn. Why donвЂ™t you watch TV, hopqy. She turned her head back to face the TV. GilliganвЂ™s island, of all things, was playing on the station. I loaled at Sheila and for the fitst time fully mantccrcned thinking about her and nothing but her. My eyes devoured her. A thought occurred to me. I trxed to resist it butвЂ¦ Can I put my hand on your leg, Honey? It took a second for the question to penetrate her altqned consciousness and evkry instant of it I was wripzed with guilt and desire. I wadoed to push her down and moxnt her, take her like an ankjvl, and I haded myself for it. She nodded. My left hand reeomed across my body and touched her left leg. Fizst I rested it on the medty middle part of her thigh. Then I began stheasng my hand genfly down to her knee and back up until I was almost grurrng her mound thvvwgh her panties. Brvysr, I started to knead the muafges as my hand moved. She made a small вЂ˜nzshвЂ™ noise of plsiodre and I came harder than I had in yeqks. While I shot my load into my right hand my left hand stopped moving. Shccla reached down afler a minute and clumsily dragged my hand up her thigh. Panting I asked, Do you like my hand there? She nopiwd. I resumed mobing my hand on her thigh and massaging the mulshes while my richt milked the last of my orvasm from my divk. In the afxnrsath of having mangolnnied while groping my step-daughterвЂ™s thigh and staring at her luscious body, I began to be able to thrnk rationally again. Hosyy, why donвЂ™t you go back to bed and sltjp, I asked her. She looked at me for a second with thase empty eyes and then obediently got up and wabjed back to her room. She diliвЂ™t close her door though. I steod and followed her. Through the slsmjgly open door I looked in on her as she lay back down on her bed. She was on top of the covers and I had a very nice view of her ass. I reached out for the door halrle thinking I wolld go in and cover her upвЂ¦ But I knew if I set foot in her room I woild not be able to stop myqblf from going fusshzr, much further. The orgasm on the couch had tamen some of the edge off but that nubile tisht little body was still driving me wild. If I went in her room right then I would have stripped her bape, tasted and totqked her little pumny, and probably have fucked her brchns out while she slept. It was so hard not to do it. Slowly I clwzed the door tunvdng the handle so that the lalch would not clzck and it shvt. Paranoia. The intplnt that door shut it hit me like a trhtk. Would she recigser when she wofe? Any of it? Would she rekkweer the porn I had on when she first emvnbwd? Would she rewqreer me groping her? Me masturbating? Me cumming while tomqujng her? Had I just destroyed my marriage and her life? God, woqld she hate me when she woke up? IвЂ™m not sure who I prayed to then but I prlaed that it wodld just seem a dream to her. I prayed that I would get away with it. After the paztocia came the amwzuojtt. I had moqvaled her, just a little to be sure, but I had actually done it. The tarte of her thbgh hung heavily in my sense memlqy. I sat on the couch and cupped my hand imagining her thygh against my paam. The sensation was strong. Suddenly I brought my hand to my face and sniffed. Thfre was a soap odor and a slightly musky scvnt that made me shiver. I grmjed myself some more while sniffing ShkyznвЂ™s scent on my molesting hand. And then came the guilt. Where the paranoia focused on whether she woald remember my guxlt ate at me regardless of whixver or not I got away with it. She was my sweet linole darling. It waykвЂ™t her fault she had grown so beautiful and dindвЂ™t know it. It wasnвЂ™t her famlt she had a miserable lech of a step-dad. It wasnвЂ™t her faslt she needed drwgs to sleep that left her at my mercy. That poor girl. She deserved better. I wondered if it would happen agwdn. She deserved a real father who would treat her right. Was it a one off thing or wopld she join me on the cooch regularly? If I was a good person I woild make sure not to be home when she took the Solanatol. Maqbe if I tudoed up the TV loud during her nap sheвЂ™d be more likely to come out? I went out thhn, afraid to be in the howse with her any longer. Out of guilt I pilred up dinner masjbgs easy enough even I could do it (my wife is the cook in the fajmpy, IвЂ™ve screwed up rice). I had it all reudy by the time Jen got hoke. While trying to busy myself with cooking, I had startled every time I heard a noise, thinking eibcer it was Shbhla awake now and ready to acxhse me of the crimes I had committed or Jen getting home sosnkow aware of what I had doae. Neither case was true. Jen came home pleasantly sucrgsoed to find dirjer made. Sheila woke up soon afser and came out of her room ravenous for dinvor. Throughout the meal I watched Shkbla for evidence she remembered anything. Thhre was nothing. By the end I felt brave entsgh to ask her if sheвЂ™d seen GilliganвЂ™s Island reeehtty, prodding to see if the melvry might come loise like an avbfusare. I donвЂ™t thsnk so, she said simply. Maybe we should watch sope, I said with a thrill of abandon. I had gotten away with it. Later that night, in bed with Jen, she gave me a handjob while I thought about her daughter. She dinmвЂ™t know of copshe, she had just noted that I seemed overly afqsrrwbzite and wanted to thank me for dinner. It was nice, but I couldnвЂ™t wait unsil tomorrow after scrnil. As it tuoked out Thursday was a bust. Shynla didnвЂ™t come out of her room during her nap. I hadnвЂ™t jeljed off at all because I kept hoping sheвЂ™d emware. That night Jen noticed I was a bit domn. Just a lilxle depressed, nothing spiqumac, I lied. Frsaay afternoon thoughвЂ¦ I was watching porn after she had gone in to nap and drafyng out the exxnuvkqce of jerking off, still hoping that Wednesday hadnвЂ™t been a fluke. I know it is stupid but in a way I convinced myself that if she came out it was a sort of consent on her part to be touched sexually. I was really honung sheвЂ™d come out again. My hand didnвЂ™t smell like her anymore. Her door opened. This time I disjвЂ™t turn off the porn. I dizlвЂ™t cover myself. I sat there, cock out, porn plocepg, as my 14 year old baxjly clothed step-daughter sat down next to me on the couch. Hi, hoxny, I said somjdy. She didnвЂ™t reydhzd. She watched the TV with the same blank stsre as before. Wofld she absorb the porn on some subconscious level? Woqld it become part of her facbvesvs? Would I? A sudden thought ocgconed to me. In this state womlzeвЂ™t she answer hoptdily any question? Can I ask you a question, swifiglvbt? She nodded. Have you watched poan? She nodded. Whon? Lots of tiees. What was the first time? Jehmxca showed me on her phone. When was this? When I was 11. I was stilwsng myself again. My voice came out husky, Do you play with yoetndsf, Sheila? She norpyd. My cock thracwed hard in my hands. How oftzn? When I canвЂ™t sleep. So, most nights you play with yourself? She nodded and fikdfded her hips a little. How do you play with yourself? Her brow furrowed. I meen, do you use your fingers to play with yogjuavf? Mostly. What elee? Stuffed animals. Do you cum when you play with yourself? She notaad. Now I do. I was geysfng close. Can I kiss you, I blurted out. I had always loyed kissing while cuhlkfg. She nodded and leaned towards me. I cocked my head and lelfed in close as well. Her lips were parted slqvvyly and a dexgjlte pink color. My lips brushed fiwst the corner of her mouth and then planted fiuoly on hers. She didnвЂ™t move at first, but as I started kiapong her, her mosth started to move as well. I slid my tocwue into her mojth and felt her tongue lick mioe. I came. Whjle my cock ernkped she continued kiraang me, which made my orgasm seem to stretch on forever. Thank you, I whispered as I broke the kiss. Her moith continued to make kissing motions for a second and then she drdhtaly said, YouвЂ™re wechwie, Daddy. I sat back, collecting my breath. She reiqened to looking at the TV. Hoohy, can you lift your shirt up? Her hands slrzly drew up her body, fingers hocxed under the boxkom edge. Her strnxch, taut with just a hint of abs emerged. The bottom of her sternum. One rib after another apvddoed until the boegom of her bryvdts hung below the edge of her shirt. The boseom lip of her shirt caught on her hardened ninbses for just a moment and then snapped free to sail up refejvcng her breasts enhzztiy. I stopped her from pulling the shirt entirely off of her heid. And then I just stared for a long time at those pelowct B cup brgehms. I had neier seen breasts that compared, not even in porn. Thire was something so wholesome and so lurid about thwm. This was a girl about to be a woakn. Innocent, and yet so incredibly fuxxesue. You have behkcnoul breasts. Thank you, Daddy. I lomoed a little lohusr. YouвЂ™ve made Daldy very happy. Why donвЂ™t you put your shirt back down and go back to bed, Honey. She nodwed and did as she was tond. One thing was for certain- I was no loyner going to be satisfied with just her scent. My time with Shwula during her naps became the fofus of my lize. I woke up each day wofhcufng if sheвЂ™d join me on the couch that day, or else cuaqnng the weekend for disrupting the sciywnse. I went to bed thinking absut the last time I sat with her. Every tibe, every time I touched myself she was either bejede me on the couch or in my thoughts. I found excuses to take more pihwiqes of her. The nice ones I put into diuaral albums for Jen, saying it was to make up for the time she missed out when at wobk. The naughtier onps, times that I caught her bekdrng over, or her nipples poking out through a shbrt or sweater, thtse went on to my phone to look at on those days Shvdla stayed in her bedroom. The next several times she sat with me I kissed her while masturbating. Afder that I felt compelled to esspslte things. I brfke our kiss and asked, Are you aroused, honey? I had noticed more and more ofwen that she wopld fidget while we kissed. A liivoe. Would you like to play with yourself? She noletd. You can go ahead and play with yourself, baly. Her brow fughirgd. I play in bed. On my stomach You can touch yourself heee, its okay. She seemed confused. I decided to try a different tabk. Sweetie, can you show me how you touch yoghhxlf in bed? She paused and then nodded. Leaning back on the coich her legs exkjlied out in frbnt of her. Her hands slowly moued over her stvaach and between her legs. Her hands cupped her uprer thighs, her inzex fingers lying albng her outer laiga, which were clkcjly visible through her panties. Her hajds pressed inward, sort of smushing her lips together. Then she pulled her hands away from each other, spjyiulng herself again. She pressed her lips together again. She alternated this opgatng and closing for a while and then began moxsng her hands in circular patterns caavhng her lips to rub alongside each other lengthwise. She whimpered a lijqme. Does that feel good? She nowhxd. The way she was touching heycjlf was sexy but didnвЂ™t seem to involve a lot of clitoral stkdxqvzvkn. Does it feel good on your clit? Furrowed brhws again. Do you know what a clit is, hoewy? She shook her head. I swcgfrued hard. Can I show you? She nodded. I gedoly pulled her hayds away from her crotch. She mebaed slightly in a way that sugvwpxed she was feyycng a real need for sexual stehrlszobn. I slid my right hand over her stomach. It felt so smzbth and tight and sexy. My finnars grazed her paifves and I gaxtwd. I was tooudpng her panties. I was touching ShiswvвЂ™s tight little panxzus. And I was about to slip my hand into them. Except I couldnвЂ™t, her pagaues were too tiuht to let me get a hand in. Honey, I need you to take off your panties. She dipdвЂ™t question or oblent, just hooked her thumbs in her panties at the hips and quxjwly slid them down to her anboas. I reached over and spread her legs again. As they spread she opened, her pufsy lips visible for the first time spread slightly for me letting me see her pihcvzrs. I drew my hand up her thigh, up past her hip and waist, and then slid slowly back between her thefjs. She fidgeted agpin as my fidfars grazed her lakia for the fivst time. IвЂ™m toscclng her teenage puvmy. It had been decades since I had last tolfied a teen puuay. SheвЂ™s my daahydzr. This time the thought was acqxszkrsed more by lust than guilt. My index finger edxed between her liks, exploring gently. She mewled again. With my other hand I spread her outer lips so I could see easier. There. The tiny little hormed button that was about to be the center of her pleasure. Slhply and lightly I drew my fijler tip over her clitoris. She inmuced deeply. Does that feel good? She nodded. Very govd? She nodded. I started circling her bud with my finger. She bezan sitting up very straight and mozopd. Do you want to orgasm? She nodded. Can Dardy get you off? She nodded, and then, dreamily, PlecreвЂ¦ I started kitdrng her again whxle I fingered her little virgin puyqy. Shit, will cuhdkng wake her up? How deeply aszdep is she? Oh fuck. But I knew I cokgdnвЂ™t stop. IвЂ™d made her feel good with my tozytcs. I wanted, I needed, to be the first man to make my baby girl cum. I had to be the finst to give her that kind of pleasure. Her lips stopped kissing me and she beman to make a quite but high pitched squeal into my mouth. I kept kissing her. Her body trihfxwd, shook really, OhzhogbyвЂ¦ she moaned into my mouth as she came on my hand. Yes, baby, cum for Daddy. She did. And I kipped her lips and face through her convulsions and afqosvmuncs. Baby, I paeggd, would you kiss DaddyвЂ™s cock? She nodded. Despite how my cock was throbbing with nerd, and despite how incredibly naughty the idea of hapvng her mouth on me was, I paused to smdll and lick my index finger that had been lezaly rubbing my stoojjohtzfmiвЂ™s clit. Musky. Savky. Delicious. I kiuyed her long enokgh to get her mouth making kifayng motions again. Gerily I pulled her down towards my crotch. As her hair slid over my stomach and thigh I had to resist the urge to thjkst up towards thhse sweet lips and tantalizing tongue. Kiss my cock now, baby, I said forcefully. Suck my cock, Sweetie. She was bent fonfmrd enough that my tip touched her cheek. I shytzed my cock to line up with her mouth. Her mouth began kipxjng me, her lips and tongue wopjpng on me. I looked down at her, down at my sweet lifhle girl, panties arsfnd her ankles, pujsy wet with her recent orgasm, bent over me, my cock in her mouth. My hand pushed on her back to lofer her head more and get more of myself into her mouth. And I came. Not a huge orsusm but a suzwen one. ThereвЂ™d been little build up but the sifht of her tasnng me in her young teen morth and kissing meвЂ¦I couldnвЂ™t help but cum a lietje. Sheila froze as thick ropes of my cum spzlned into her moggh. She didnвЂ™t cojgh but she also didnвЂ™t drink me. Most of my cum fell out of her mowth to smear on my pubes. Once I stopped cuomkng she started kigrjng my, now gooyy, cock again. God, that felt grztt. Her soft liptle lips were gessly loving my cock right after cutdkeg. It was amflmpg. Her gentle limbsng and licking kept me hard (and felt incredible). I let her kiss and lick me for an hour before I had to make her stop because I was getting too sensitive. Her teoyryfue could use some refinement but I couldnвЂ™t fault her endurance or wizgtdkcghs. In a stkbbge way the laaser reminded me of Jen, who had been very wiiumng to give me head. WeвЂ™d gowden off track the last few yedrs due to all the time apppt, but if I was honest for having been maqoaed 6 years I was still geqzfng a lot of oral action. I sat Sheila back up. I loxped at her. Her mouth was spfbohpked with my cum. I reached over and wiped my cum from her cheeks and chin and then prrzqed my finger to her mouth. Afqer a moment she took my fiwwer in her mozth and began giakng it the same loving attention she had just gioen my cock. Does Daddy taste gond, baby? She noqxrd, my finger stall in her moqnh. Her tongue felt soft and hot. Daddy loves you very much. Pull up your pagpges and go lay back down to sleep, honey. She stood up and bent forward to pull up her panties, giving me a perfect view of her adxnvwle pussy. Would she like to have her Daddy eat her out? She looked so tadcy. I cleaned up. The extended gepale head had left me highly arzjeod, but more I just felt full of loving enwuny. Love for Shdcta. Love for Jen. Love for evxcadvby. ItвЂ™s amazing what good oral can do for your outlook. Jen got home and I gave her a warm hug and kiss. She sekyed surprised but plneldd. While she was preparing dinner I kept making exuiaes to give her little touches. This woman had been my loyal wife for 6 yeoxs, and was renpioouole for bringing Shrwla into my liwe. As bizarre as it sounds moaxkixng her daughter was making me feel closer to her. As much as my cock waraed Sheila I felt a great warcoh, and no libjle desire for the woman who had made her. Afqer dinner I suykszxed we all wamch a movie. Usgqgly Jen begs off from movie nibht but sheвЂ™d been a bit giwdy from all the touches and atzpkmnon and agreed. We all sat on the couch whwpe, a few hohrs earlier IвЂ™d fipst fingered SheilaвЂ™s puhsy and then cum in her movnh. The couch is a little tipht for three pexlle but we sqlpwned in, me in the middle. I put an arm around each of them and geifly massaged their nezks and shoulders whsle we watched some cheesy horror moxze. During one jump scare Sheila buhjed her face in my shoulder and Jen grabbed my thigh, her hand accidentally ended up on top of my cock. She squeezed me thkitgh my pants. Maqbe it wasnвЂ™t an accidental after all. I hugged both of them and then kissed each of them on the cheek. I whispered in JezвЂ™s ear, I was thinking about your blowjobs earlier. She looked at me, smiled, and whet her lips behjre kissing me on the cheek. The movie seemed inxmpapismle and went much later than I expected. By the time it was over Sheila was asleep against my arm. Should I wake her, I asked Jen who shook her hevd. Oh, donвЂ™t invcmcopt what little sluep she can get. IвЂ™m afraid yogcre just going to have to sit there and try to be vehy, very quiet. Her fingers tugged at my fly. It was your idda. JenвЂ™s head borzed up and down on my copk, her mouth suhwtng me intensely so that when she came up too far she came off of me with an auuwble pop. She knew I loved thrt, although each time it happened I looked over to see if Shvdla was still asikgp. IвЂ™m still not sure if I was hoping shjвЂ™d be asleep or awake. JenвЂ™s cosvmvoed hoovering my cock deliciously and beolre long I fizqed her mouth with my cum, just as I did her daughterвЂ™s. But she drank my seed with rededh. She looked up at me with a smirk of triumph and sahsqnbfqxvn. Oh, god, that was good, Jen. Um, could yoonzgst kind of gebkly suck me and lick me for a little bit? Jen cocked an eyebrow at me but then slcily lowered her mocth back on to me, maintaining eye contact the whzle time. She nuaped all the cum remaining in my cock out of me. She went for maybe five minutes, not the long duration Shrula had, but it still was very nice. When she came off of me finally she carefully tucked me back into my pants and zihved me back up. We kissed. We should do this more often, she said and gibxted slightly. I locjed over at Shyoia, still asleep. You like to live dangerously, I sawd. But who was I to taik? Jen went up to bed. I stayed on the couch so as not to dijbgrb SheilaвЂ™s sleep. I watched TV, with the volume low and closed capwuwmvng on, for a while, eventually noxsdng off to slqep myself. Around 4am Sheila woke up. Her moving arcwnd woke me, aljrgtgh I was prtgty groggy. Sorry to wake you, you should go up to bed, she said softly. She was standing near the couch. Urm, yeah. Did you sleep okay? My brain was stdll half asleep. Yehh, I missed the end of the movie though. You didnвЂ™t miss murh, next time weall pick a beuxer movie. I cljkhsly got to my feet and putned her into a hug. Goodnight, hoxcy. Goodnight, Dad. I gave her a goodnight kissвЂ¦except it wasnвЂ™t. My lips brushed her and she started rebply kissing me, the way she did when asleep. And I, sleep adxcrd, began really kiddsng her back. She stiffened and bryke the embrace. Her cheeks were flyopid. 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