His moustache and hairy chest made him look so masculine. ![]() He is quite tall (about 6 feet) and works in construction, so he has very little fat and lots of muscles. I began to wonder what it would be like to be a grown up like him. I could smell his manly odour from the day's work and breathed it in. I lied there for quite a while enjoying the feeling of him so near to me. It really was quite a nice feeling having his half-naked body against me and his arm around me. I was pretty much stuck beneath his muscular arm, not that I wanted to move. As I lay there trying to get back asleep, my dad (who had been turned away from me) suddenly rolled over and put his arm on me. He let me under the covers beside him without hardly waking. I went to the side of the bed and shook his shoulder a bit. My mom was away visiting my aunt, so my dad was in bed alone. I was fortunate that it was fairly light outside due to the moon, allowing me to seeing my way around my parents' room quite easy. At any rate, on one particular night, I had a nightmare and went to my parents' room for safety. I was about 8 or 9 years old, and still slept in my parents' bed on occasion (yes, I wasn't the bravest of children). The first of many experiences began when I was quite young, so the details aren't entirely clear.
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