She felt almost as terrified as she had that night when she and Joe had plotted the whole event… almost, but not quite… she had seen the looks her dad had been giving here lately, and she knew that he subconsciously at least, suspected her of being the girl in the shack. True, he had been drugged and blindfolded, but recently, Lee could tell, he was getting more and more disturbed by her presence. Even earlier that evening when they had been celebrating his marriage to Aunt Dorothy, she had caught him staring at her breasts in the sheer blouse she had deliberately worn. She had not really wanted to detract from Dorothy, because she knew that her father had a deep respect and love for her blond aunt, and yet her own desire to have at least one more private encounter with her father had won out, and she had worn the almost completely sheer blouse, with nothing underneath, knowing that her small, pert nipples would be completely visible to the whole family. As for Joe, it hardly mattered, her brother had seen her perfect little pubescent breasts often enough… and even Aunt Dot had seen them… but Daddy… Daddy had only felt them against his naked chest, he had never really seen them with his eyes.

The door was just slightly ajar and Lee could hear her father tossing and turning in his sleep… she could also hear him muttering to himself and she strained her ears to hear what he was saying, recalling with pleasure, how her father's face had reddened considerably, when she had pressed her entire little body against him just before kissing him goodnight. She had kissed him on the lips, making sure that her mouth was just a little bit open so that her tongue would contact her father's surprised mouth. It had been fun seeing him squirm afterwards, and she wondered now, if his cock had gotten big and hard the way it had that night… that wonderful night when she had felt it rammed all the way up into her young untried cunt. She pushed the door open and stepping into the room, closed it gently behind her.