"Let me see your hand," Kerry demanded as she moved about on her bed. I looked away again as I held up my right hand. She placed hers on it and said "so rough, not soft like mine." Soon she moved her hand behind mine and guided it towards her body.
The man of the house stays up late every night answering her questions but sometimes it's better to show rather than tell.
Warning: This book contains taboo subject matter with graphic descriptions. It is intended for open minded, 18+ adults only.