Chapter 188 Her Savior Il

• Talitha’s eyes looked off into the distance recalling the moment. “He talked about how my body was changing, his large manly hands cupped my developing breasts, his thumbs circled my puffy nipples and he squeezed them tight letting me moan to his touch. I… I… enjoyed it. He committed to me that he would be that parent to guide me. I was elated.”
• Talitha felt the temperature rise in the room a notch. Her nipples tingled, remembering how her father touched her that night.
• Father John sat on the edge of his seat. Aroused by her story but still not understanding her plight fully. “Your father should never have touched you inappropriately, Talitha. It’s not your fault.”