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   Chapter Three

   *A stoic man knows his mind, and a young girl might too*

   The three and half fitful hours of sleep Dave had swallowed seemed to
have done him good.  The fact was he'd made up his mind and that had set
everything back in order.  Now to see which way the young lady would play
it.

   "See you later Hon" I kissed Coral sweetly cupping her ass in his hand.
She hugged me close.

   "You to." She left as quickly as she could, already late some.  "Take
Candice to school she always gets up late..." she called as she got into
the car.

   I smiled.  One she would not be late again for a long time I'd wager;
two the matter of schooling, well maybe today I would be one of the
teachers.  The car pulled from the drive and I closed and locked the door.
Walking down to Candice's room I grew more and more confident.  This was
going to be out of my hands for good in less then an hour or I would have
it all under control for as long as it took for her to learn.  I slowly
opened the door to my future, grinning.  There she was asleep on the bed,
well across it.  Seems to me I slept that way when I was a teen as well. 
One leg was near all exposed to the hip but not quite, she was teasing me
even in sleep.  The rest of her lay jumbled in the quilt arms all akimbo.
Much of her mane was flowing off the pillow top and I could clearly see her
eyebrows and forehead but then it was just the outline of her that showed
through.  I traced the line in my head along the curve of her stopping in
my minds eye at her breast that less then six hours ago had been cupped by
my hand.  Her legs bunched a lot of bed clothes at the apex so her mound
was lost in the outline.  Well I'd get to see it sooner or later or never
have to worry about it again.  I discarded being a guardian at the door and
went in; a fellow with questions to ask a girl.  Half hoping; half scared;
ready for both possibilities.

   I sat at the edge of the bed, my fingertips ran slowly up her leg from
ankle across her knee to the inside of her thigh.  `Lets face it, I am
male' I thought.  I did stop but it was through more willpower than I
thought I possessed.  To run my palm across her mound and dip my middle
finger into her morning wetness would have been one of my most impressive
memories, but that would happen or not as she chose.  The touch caused her
to roll and I was treated to her tight behind exposed out of the blanket.
Before my mind went farther and called my body to slip my hand down between
those firm round hips and sneak inside to probe her silky slit, I turned
away.  "Candice, wake up."

   "Hmm?" she sat up.  I could feel the blanket being pulled up to her
chest and lifted myself a little off the bed so as to let the blanket free.

   "Wake up little girl we have to chat" I said firmly.  This needed to get
going or get off my back.  It was starting to do a number on me like
nothing else in my life had.

   "Ok I am getting up." With that she tried to push past me, I could feel
the blanket roll off my shoulder and knew she'd make the floor quickly so I
rose but headed toward the door with out a side glance.  I made it first,
stepping half through it I stated quietly that she and I could chat in the
dining room clothed.  I emphasized the last word to make the point.  Then I
closed the door for the last time on a young body that I would never see
again without looking back.  Well she could say yes to the terms it just
seemed very unlikely.  I headed with determination toward the dining room.


   *Good for you Dave, I'd have done way worse man.  I have no control.*