Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... smile and... well... those big blue eyes, Cam swallowed hard and accepted it for what it sounded like... and invitation to talk with her again.

“I...” Cam cleared his throat a little nervously, “I could call you some time, if you’d like.” Cam sputtered out smiling awkwardly to Trina.

“I’d like that, Cam.” Trina said, her smile getting even bigger if that was possible.

They spoke a few minutes longer but time was ticking and Cam really did have to get back on patrol. He soon said his goodbye and was in his cruiser and heading out of the driveway. He couldn’t wipe the smile off his face, the rest of the night. Oh, it faltered a little when he once again thought of his friend Richard and how obviously let down he was when Trina couldn’t remember him at all. Now Cam could really understand his friend’s disappointment. “Sorry Rich.” Cam thought to himself.

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Caroline had dinner ready when the girls got home. A simple meal that passed quietly for the most part. There was a charge in the air, electric anticipation touched with anxiety perhaps. Deeny sensed it, but she knew it was not going to include her this evening. No, tonight it was time to clear the air between her mom and dad, and her little sister Lee. Deeny volunteered to clean up after dinner so that the other three could adjourn to the back porch. It might be a long evening.

The old glider was just barely wide enough for the three of them to sit comfortably side by side. Duke took the end ...

... furthest from the kitchen door, Caroline guided Lee to sit in the middle then settled herself into the other end of the old swing. There was an awkward silence between them for a while as they sat and gently swung forward and back, the old glider squeaking quietly to join the chorus of crickets and other night insects and birds.

“Lee... baby... I’m so sorry.” Duke began in a soft quiet voice full of emotion that Lee had never heard from him before.

“Sorry for what?” Lee asked, puzzled, she thought she was the one that would need to apologize for anything.

“I’m sorry, for you being put into this situation, by me. I have been...weak... many times in my past. That’s not an excuse... just an explanation of sorts I suppose.” Duke went on.

“You’re going to have to do better than that, my husband. Your daughter is young, yes, but she’s a woman now. I think she can maybe understand things better than you might think. Why don’t we start from the beginning?” Caroline spoke softly but sternly, one hand gripping her daughters in her lap, and one hand stretched along the back of the glider toying with Dukes hair and neck.

“The beginning?” Lee asked, puzzled, glancing between her mother and her father.

“There is a reason, why your father...has moments of weakness.” Caroline partially explained, nodding to Duke to continue.

Duke began to tell Lee of his early childhood, the abuse he suffered from his older siblings and how it had made him think of himself worthless and ...