Father is dead

Pamela:

As soon as our lips met, I felt myself melt into his arms, coming undone. I didn't even try to fight it anymore because his touch made me feel weak. As his lips fought gently with mine, and he bit my bottom lips, begging for entrance, I opened up for him. Our tongues clashed and he fought for dominance and I let him.

He pulled me closer, and pressed me hard into his body. My whole body tingled as our bodies grazed together. I had missed his touch, and now I got a feel of it while I was fully awake, I didn't want to let go.

"Charles!" I exclaimed, pulling away, and trying to catch my breath.

I looked him in the eyes, and he stared back like he was searching for answers.

"What are we doing?" I asked.

We fell silent for a while then he pulled me into a warm embrace. I couldn't get myself to hug him back. I hung my hands in the air while he hugged me tightly, and caressed my head. He kissed it momentarily, allowing different waves of emotions surge through me.

"Sometimes I wonder