He would lift my pajama top up to my shoulders and play with my little titties. I had just had my bath and had come downstairs to the den in my baby doll pajamas where Harry was watching television. That was the most fun car ride of my life. Mother was very loving and affectionate but dad was cold and distant, a workaholic.
One night, dad asked one of his particularly touchy feely friends "do you think my daughters been a good girl?? I wanted to do more kissing but was reluctant to ask for more. I loved the feeling of running my tongue over the velvety skin of the head.