OOC:
Edward Barnes. 46 years old. 6'2". 200 pounds. Greying black hair. Black eyes.
IC:
Coming home form work early, I found my daughters entangled. They were embracing on the couch, exchanging soft, sweet kisses. They were both dressed, but my elder daughter's hand had vanished inside her younger sister's blouse. They looked comfortable together, like this was something they had done before.
They looked scared when they saw me standing in the doorway. They had nothing to fear.
"Don't stop," I said as I put down my beiefcase and walked toward them....
Edward Barnes. 46 years old. 6'2". 200 pounds. Greying black hair. Black eyes.
IC:
Coming home form work early, I found my daughters entangled. They were embracing on the couch, exchanging soft, sweet kisses. They were both dressed, but my elder daughter's hand had vanished inside her younger sister's blouse. They looked comfortable together, like this was something they had done before.
They looked scared when they saw me standing in the doorway. They had nothing to fear.
"Don't stop," I said as I put down my beiefcase and walked toward them....