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What a task for the first day of our holidays, tonight we are
leaving for our family holiday in France; I am writing the cheque
for the headstone on my wife's grave. She had died 7 months
before, leaving me to bring up our 11-year-old daughter alone. 
It had been a terrible start to the year. My wife saw the New
Year arrive in hospital; then I was called in to see the social
worker. They told me that my wife had walked in front of a lorry.
They didn't think it was suicide as there was no note, but for it
to occur outside the psychiatric hospital where she was a
voluntary patient was possibly indicative of suicide. She had
left me to tell Trudy of her death, me to tell her that her mum
had gone and left us, that mum wouldn't be coming home. The first
job was the worst. I had to go into school and have them bring
Trudy out of lessons to the heads office and then to explain that
she would not be seeing her mum again.

Now I was paying for that last memorial. We were going on holiday
tonight. We were driving to Plymouth to catch the Saturday
morning sailing to Roscoff. We had been due to leave in mid
August as usual but I asked the campsite if we could change the
date so that the holiday would start with excitement and the
memories of Sue's death would be overlaid by the holiday. The
owner was devastated by my news, as she had liked my wife.

"Of course you can come at the end of July David, will you want a
different emplacement so that you are not troubled by thoughts?"
I knew she meant memories but I made allowances for the fact that
English was her third language.

"Thank you that would be most kind. I had talked with Trudy about
changing the campsite but she wanted to go back to your site."

"Of course monsieur I will change your booking at once

 I was picking Trudy up from school this afternoon. The last day
at her primary school, 18th July 2003, she would be going to
senior school in September. I drove to the village centre car
park and walked through to the undertakers and paid the cheque
for the headstone, and then I went to the bank and collected the
Euros I had ordered. I went home and put them into the holiday
folder. I wept as I discovered my wife's passport. I took out the
permanent marker and destroyed it. Marking the pages deceased
cutting through the protection on pages with details and
pictures. I put it in an envelope and left it out to take to the
post office when I went to pick up Trudy.

There was a sense of finality to it. Over the last 7 months I had
been clearing the house of her. Her clothes. All had gone to the
charity shops. Her books, those that I didn't want went to the
charity shop. The make up from the dressing table. There had been
a major clearing out of my life. I drove to the storage compound
and hitched up my caravan to bring it home. I had to pack it for
tonight.

I backed the caravan onto the drive and opened the caravan door
then opened all the windows. I hooked the electricity up to the
house to pre-cool the fridge. Then I went through all the
cupboards. I was surprised how much of Sue's stuff was still
there. Clothes, swimming costume, more make up. I bagged it all
to sort out when we returned from our holiday and put it in the
garage. I brought down Trudy's clothes Her shorts; panties, bras
and socks went in the lockers above the rear bed. Her dresses,
trousers and t-shirts went in the wardrobe. My shirts and
trousers joined hers in the wardrobe. My pants, shorts and socks
went into my locker above the front bed. I was surprised at how
much room there still was, but then my wife had packed for every
eventuality whereas I packed only what was necessary plus a
couple of spares. I filled the fridge with frozen milk to keep it
cool on the ferry, some butter for use until I could get local
butter. Then I added bacon, egg and sausages for the first day
and ham for tomorrow's rolls. Then if I didn't get to do the
shopping we wouldn't starve. I put some bread rolls in the van
for snacks tomorrow, I only wanted a little food as what was the
point of taking mass produced food to Brittany, There would be
the delights of shopping in the markets. The caravan still looked
half empty.

I emptied it further; the reclining chairs and the extra tables
we never used. The 6 extra pillows that my wife had used and my
sleeping bag were all unloaded I kept Sue's double sleeping bag
and Trudy's sleeping bag. I had moved so much gear into the
garage that I had room to walk about the caravan. I made up the
front bed with Trudy's and my sleeping bags and pillows so when
we reached the docks I would be able to put down the steadies and
we would be able to settle down to sleep with the minimum of
re-arranging. The rear berth had the awning canvas on it. I
checked all the items on the checklist, apart from those I
decided were not wanted, the water carriers, the wastewater
container, the small table and chair set everything was packed
away. There was even room to move, to use the sink and the
toilet. I closed the windows but left the electricity cable
plugged in and switched on.

Then it was time to walk to school to collect my darling
daughter. I walked along the footpath and into the village
centre. I stopped at the post office to send Sue's passport back
to the passport office then I continued on to school. I was
standing in the playground as the children came out. The year
sixes, my daughter's year, were quite subdued. They were all
spreading out to different secondary schools. There were 30
children in her class and Trudy had said that there were 18
different schools they were going to. Many of the year sixes had
both parents there for this the last day of primary school. There
were only two lone fathers; one was a divorcee and I. Trudy came
out and gave me a kiss of greeting and her school bag I slung it
over my shoulder whilst she dived back into the throng of friends
for one last long farewell. Finally she came back over to me. We
walked hand in hand to our home. Me a 31 year old dad getting
used to being a single father again, in shorts t-shirt and
trainers and my 11 year old daughter in a short summer uniform
dress, white ankle socks and pink trainers. She skipped along
swinging my hand as we went along the footpath to the hamlet we
lived in. She was bubbling about going on holiday. We got home
and she changed into her sundress, I put the washing machine on
with the last load. I sent her out to check that all she needed
was packed and to load any toys she wanted. There weren't many to
pack her game boy and some books including the latest Harry
Potter, The Order of the Phoenix, I was glad to see that one as I
would enjoy reading it as well and her favourite doll. She also
packed a third pair of trainers and her school shoes.

"I want something to make me look smarter if we go anywhere nice
daddy!"

 Trudy then changed into her white button through party frock to
go to the Pizza hut for her birthday party, several of Trudy's
friends were meeting us at the Pizza Hut, as it was her birthday
next week and she would be away for it, so this was her birthday
tea. There were 9 of us round the table feasting away. The 8
girls were in heaven; the sumptuous flavour of the Pizza's, the
healthy eating at the salad bar and the child like delight in the
ice cream factory. As much ice cream and toppings as you can eat.
Trudy took great delight in feeding me a spoonful of ice cream
with chocolate, toffee and strawberry sauces on it, what a
mixture. It had been a great success. Her friends had brought her
their presents and cards. Make up sets, a new game for her game
boy, an outfit for her doll and some books. The friends parents
picked up the girls, I settled the bill and we left for home. I
stopped at the garage and filled up with diesel and checked the
oil and water. We drove home and with Trudy's help, I backed up
the drive to the caravan and hooked up. We went in to the house
and showered. Trudy changed back into her sundress and trainers
and packed her party frock into the caravan. We unhooked the
electricity and then set off on the 250-mile journey to the
docks. The roads would be busy as it was the start of the school
holidays.

Trudy sat beside me in the car, it was a new experience for her,
to be going on holiday and sitting next to her dad. Usually she
had sat in the back trying to peer round Sue and myself. She had
changed into a cotton sundress with ankle socks and trainers when
we came back from the Pizza Hut; her legs were now soaking up the
rays as the hem had slid up her thighs. I had to concentrate on
my driving down the M6 and M5 through the very busy holiday
traffic. We stopped for a snack at Exeter then continued down to
the Plymouth docks. When we arrived it was two in the morning. We
got out of the car; I opened the caravan for Trudy to get in as I
wound down the corner steadies. Trudy was already in her sleeping
bag by the time I got into the caravan. She had slipped off her
shoes, socks and the sundress and was lying there in her panties.
I slipped off my shoes, socks, shirt and shorts and settled down
for the night in my boxers. I had opened the front window so that
we would hear the public address system in the morning. Trudy
kissed me and cuddled me; I found the points of her little tits
most disconcerting as they bored into my chest. Very quickly we
were both fast asleep.

We were woken at 6:00 by the loudspeaker announcement asking
drivers to proceed to the Brittany Ferries desk with their
tickets and passports to collect boarding passes. I struggled out
of my sleeping bag and dressed. Trudy beat me by a mile and was
waiting by the door with keys in hand. I took the ticket folder
with me and we went to the desk. Other drivers looked at Trudy,
skipping around the terminal, with barely concealed displeasure.
They were evidently not early birds like us they could not stand
a bright lively child dancing around at 6 in the morning. We
collected our boarding cards then went to the coffee shop and
bought our morning coffees, my paper and a magazine for Trudy. 
We would have breakfast once we were on the ferry. We went back
to the car; I raised the corner steadies on the caravan then
joined Trudy in the car for our coffee. We were soon moved
further into the dock. Trudy had to balance two coffees as I
drove. Then we were stationary for a while watching all the
activity as lorry tugs unloaded the lorry trailers from the
incoming ferry. It seemed an age but in fact was only about 20
minutes until we were directed to start our engine and drive onto
the ferry. It was the usual nightmare of parking, as close to the
next vehicle as possible guided by the ferry crew. Then it was
out of the car, up into the passenger areas of the ferry and
along to the bows then up again to the restaurant. We were near
the front of the queue and bought the full English breakfast
with, as a gesture to the nationality of the ship a bowl of hot
chocolate. By the time we had finished our breakfast we were
sailing out past Drakes Island in the middle of Plymouth Sound.
We watched the panorama of naval vessels slide past us. We then
moved to the lounge where we had booked reclining seats. I dozed
on my seat. Trudy kept returning to me after each explorations of
the ship. After breakfast had finished being served an
entertainer set up in the seating area of the restaurant. Trudy
took me along to watch. The entertainer finished just before
lunch when the restaurant reopened. We went along to the servery
more to pass the time than because we were hungry then at 3 o
clock we saw the port of Roscoff appearing in front of us. We
went up onto the deck and watched our ship sailing up to the
loading ramp. The call for drivers to return to their vehicles
was made and so it was back into the ship and down the steep
stairs to the car deck. We were third in line and were soon
unloaded and driving on "the wrong side of the road" on our way
to the campsite at Carentec. Handy for the port of Roscoff and
for exploring all of Brittany.

After booking in we drove to our emplacement and reversed the
caravan in. Trudy helped me to level the caravan, put down the
corner steadies and set up the awning; then she changed into her
swimming costume to set off for the swimming pools. I smothered
her body in suntan lotion before she left. I finished setting up
the van fetching the water and hooking up the electric. Then I
changed into my swimming trunks and followed Trudy to the
swimming pool. I put my shorts; wallet and caravan key into the
locker and put on the locker wristband and key. I heard her voice
calling to me from the top of the water slide. I walked round to
where she would come out and waited for her to arrive. She came
down with a happy scream and a plume of water.

"Come on daddy, come with me." She grasped my hand and raced me
back to the stairs. Up we climbed to the loading platform. The
loader sat me down on the platform and swung Trudy between my
legs, with a hurried, hold tight, he pushed us off, we shot off
down the spiral tube and immediately swung to the right, our
bodies riding up the side of the tube, before riding up the
opposite direction as we changed direction. Our bodies bounced
around then suddenly the light grew brighter and we shot out of
the tube in a welter of spray. We were out of the water and I was
being dragged round for another ride. Trudy had never really
played with me before; it had always been a mother daughter
thing. I was quickly realising what I had been missing out on. By
the time teatime came I was exhausted. I had lost count of the
times I had climbed the tower to the water slide. We walked to
the lockers and I opened the one I had rented and got out my
shorts, wallet and keys. I put my shorts on then we went to the
bar; I bought a light French beer for myself; and a coke for
Trudy. We took our drinks through to the barbecue pit and bought
burgers. I sat down at one of the tables and after finishing her
burger Trudy went off to play with some children. Some couples
soon joined me; their children joined Trudy in the playground. We
talked about children and the problems they caused. One of the
men looked across at me and asked.

"Is your wife not going to be joining us this afternoon David?" I
looked across to Jacques, a Frenchman from Paris we met each year
as he sat down at the table.

"No, I am afraid she died in an accident in January, so it is
just Trudy and myself this year. We have come at the start of the
holidays so that I can make them as enjoyable as possible for
Trudy." I could see him thinking and then he said.

"You will be here for Trudy's birthday then. Usually you come
several weeks later."

"That's right she will be 12 on Monday. I have brought her
presents with us, they are hidden in the caravan." We sat and
drank slowly all evening, every so often going to the barbecue to
get more food. Bottles of wine passed around between us. The
women slowly gathered up their children. Jacques wife Maria asked
if Trudy would like to sleep over with Gina their daughter.

"Can I daddy, can I?"
"Yes Darling you may, if you and Gina would like to go to our
caravan to get some clean clothes and your bedding, then bring
the keys back to me, I will see you in the morning." We sat
around in the evening sun as it slowly sank in the west. Talking
about the past, about Sue's death and how Trudy was handling it.
About her birthday on Monday and her new school after the
holidays. The lights came on as dusk fell. Madam Charles came out
to join us for a glass of wine. She came over to me and kissed me
in greeting.

"Such news, such news. I am so sorry about your wife, ou est
votre enfant?" Err where is Trudy?"

"She is with Maria and Gina for the night."

 "That is good, it gives you a chance to share company with these
fine men." We smiled at her description of us, but I knew what
she meant, I had very little chance for social contact with
adults at home. I was thoroughly enjoying myself putting the
world to rights. I went back to my caravan and felt so alone. I
had no one to talk with and the wine was making me feel
depressed. I slipped into my sleeping bag and cried myself to
sleep. When I woke I pulled my shorts on, put the caravan to
daytime mode, the sleeping bag and the pillows on the emplacement
hedge to air the seat cushions into their proper places. Then I
strolled to the shop for the croissants and baguette for my
breakfast. On my return I pulled the chair and small table out
into the sun then made my coffee and brought out a book. I was
relaxing nicely when Gina and Trudy arrived. I put Trudy's
sleeping bag on the hedge to join mine airing in the morning sun.

"Dad, Maria said, if you agreed, I could go with Gina and them
today." "Can I go?"

" Certainly, if you are sure Jacques and Maria don't mind." "I
have got to do some shopping this morning before the shops close
for the day. I gave Trudy a key to the caravan and some money.
Then I pulled on a shirt put my wallet in my pocket then drove
around to Jacques caravan with the girls.

"Are you sure you don't mind Trudy coming with you?"

"Of course not, she entertains Gina and that helps to keep us
sane." An extra child usually halves the work at this age, as
otherwise Gina is always asking why, why, what and why. With
Trudy she just carries on."

I told Trudy to be good and then I left for the supermarket.
Shopping is so different in France the whole ethos of shopping is
different. I slowly go round the aisles. The vegetables have all
been harvested within 30 miles of the store. The cheeses are
mainly local too. The cooked meats are more varied. I go down to
the wine cave an area of aisles devoted to drink. From the cheap
Vin de Table to the really expensive vintages. There are none of
the labels I would find in the supermarket at home. There is a
good selection of wines, all local. I pick out 24 bottles of
differing styles and vineyards to try. During the holiday our
group of friends will be drinking wine with the aim of making a
selection to take home. I have printed tasting sheets so we can
mark our choices. At the end of the holiday I will pick up 7 or 8
cases of wine. I load the car with all I had bought then drive to
the filling station to fill up with diesel, a lot cheaper than at
home, and then drive back to the campsite. I unload all my
shopping and arrange the reds in a cool box to keep at a steady
temperature and some white and rose wines go in the fridge to
chill. I unpack the rest of the food then steadily sort out the
caravan making sure everything was in the right place. I look at
my watch, lunchtime. I take the cheeses and butter from the
fridge and cut chunks off each cheese, the rounds of Brie and
Camembert and the blue cheeses. I leave them under a muslin cloth
while I wash tomatoes, celery and cucumber. I slice those then
cut large chunks of baguette. Then I open a bottle of red wine
and pour a glass. I take them out to the edge of the awning where
I am sheltered from the midday sun but still in the open air and
sit down and feast. I am joined by some of the couples from last
night. Their children are playing with the play leaders. I fetch
out more cheese and wine and a plate of the cooked meats. It
makes for an enjoyable afternoon. Good food, good wine and even
better, good company. Dinnertime is approaching Jacques, Maria,
Gina and my Trudy walk up from Jacques emplacement. They had been
to the zoo near Quimper. I could see from Trudy's face that she
had enjoyed herself. Jacques came across to me.

"Unfortunately Gina was very rude to her Mama today so I am
afraid Trudy will not be able to stay with us tonight." I could
see Gina was looking rather sheepish. "If I stop her friend
coming to stay tonight then She will behave for the rest of the
holiday. It is hard on Trudy but what else can I do?"

"Don't worry Jacques, Trudy and I will have a good time tonight
and then tomorrow it is her birthday." As everyone left we walked
hand in hand along the beach to Carentec, We walked up into the
town and found a restaurant. We sat down and began the task of
choosing our meal. Because the food was fresh cooked the main
course took quite a while to arrive. The soup arrived fairly
quickly with a crusty baguette. I cut chunks of the bread and
passed some to Trudy. She dug into the soup and bread. Suddenly I
heard an excited cry.

"Trudy, Trudy" it is her friends Dominic and Callie with their
parents Neill and Jo.

"Can we join you?"

"Of course you can Jo, you are more than welcome, pointing to the
seats" " how did you get here? "We walked along the beach."

"Oh we drove, the children have walked a lot today and their legs
are aching!" The waiter came and started to take their orders. I
passed Dominic and Callie some bread and they tore into it. I
offered them my soup bowl to dip into. They looked a little
doubtful and then dipped a corner of the bread into the soup and
tasted it. After that there was no stopping them. Neill and Jo
look stunned.

"What's wrong?"

"Dominic and Callie don't eat soup at home!"

"Ah well I laughed, this is not soup, this is potage du jour. Ask
the waiter for that and see what happens."

Neill laughed and did so. Their soup arrived; Dominic and Callie
transferred their attention to their bowls of soup. It was very
soon finished. We changed seats so that Trudy was grouped with
Dominic and Callie and I was sat with Neill and Jo. We were
talking about work and how I was working from home as a
teleworker, I had to go into the office once a week. During the
Easter holidays Trudy had come to work with me and sat in the
canteen and read or played with the children of other
teleworkers. When we got back after the holiday the same would
happen. Neill was quite envious of the freedom I had. I then
explained the downside of the loneliness, and the temptation to
overwork. How I had to be very disciplined in how much work I
actually did.

Neill and Jo drove us all back to the campsite and stopped for a
glass of wine. Trudy, Dominic and Callie played on the playground
across from the caravan. At about 10:00 I could see Trudy was
flagging so I called her over and told her it was time for bed.
She took her towel and nightie across to the shower block for her
shower and came back in her little devil nightie. She kissed me
goodnight and climbed into her sleeping bag. I came out and only
Neill was left. Jo had taken Dominic and Callie back to their
caravan for bed. It was only in the next roadway. Jo came back
with the radio "baby"alarm so that she could hear any problems. I
opened another bottle of wine and some crisps. At about midnight
Jo and Neill went back to their caravan. I washed up the glasses
and cleared away. I went into the caravan and in the light from
the toilet I could see my little daughter sleeping peacefully in
the rear berth. Her long blonde hair flowed over the pillow. I
undressed and put on my pyjama trousers. I slid into my sleeping
bag and left the sides undone, as it was a warm night.

 I was asleep in the front berth when I woke and felt a little
body slipping into my sleeping bag. Tears were streaming down
Trudy's face; I held her tight feeling her sharp little tits
against my chest. Slowly the sobs subsided and she was able to
tell me what was wrong.

"I miss mummy so much, Gina has her mummy and daddy, Dominic and
Callie have their mummy and daddy and I only have a daddy."

"I know darling, it is one of those things, I will try to be your
mummy and your daddy." I gave her a kiss and she slowly drifted
back into sleep. I stayed there wide-awake, with a raging hard
on. My little daughter was crushed up against me, her growing
tits pressed into my bare chest, her thighs around my leg. Slowly
my erection subsided and I was able to sleep. I was woken in the
morning by a hard kiss on the lips, crushing them against my
teeth. Without thinking I pushed my tongue forward into the mouth
in front of me. I felt the lips part; the teeth open and my
tongue penetrate the warm wet cavern. Our tongues met and played,
suddenly I wake fully I am kissing my daughter; I am kissing
Trudy. I disengage my mouth and sit up with just my pyjama
trousers on. I look down and see that Trudy is nude. I reach to
the bottom of the bed and pick up her little devil nightie.

"Sit up darling, let me put this on you." She looks as if she is
about to refuse but then lifts up her arms and lets me slide her
nightie on.

"Morning daddy." "Thank you for letting me sleep in your bed I
felt very lonely last night. I had been out with Gina's mummy and
daddy and I missed mummy."

"I know you do darling I miss mummy too."

"Happy birthday darling" I got out of bed and went to the back
bed box and lifted a big bag from it, Trudy's presents. There is
the feverish rustle of wrapping paper coming off her presents.
There are new clothes, make up, a laptop computer, books. All the
presents she wanted. I made us a cup of coffee and got dressed in
my shorts and trainers.

"I am just going to get some croissants and baguette for
breakfast." I leave the Trudy playing with her new presents in
the caravan and walk through the early morning mist in my shorts
and flip-flops to the camp shop.

"Bonjour madam Charles"

"Bonjour monsieur"

Je suis desiree quatre croissant et un baguette sil vous plais.
My French was not of a very high standard, but Madam Charles
appreciated my attempts to speak her language. The rest of the
conversation would be in English.

"Monsieur, your daughter has some letters today," she passed me a
bundle of envelopes. All addressed to Trudy. Our family and
friends had not forgotten her birthday. "It is your little ones
birthday isn't it?"

"Yes madam it is"

"Yet you do not look happy. You should be happy today."

"As you know my wife died in February and this is Trudy's first
birthday without her mum.

"Ah yes, such a terrible thing to happen." To be left alone at
such a tender age without a mother." Bring her up to the
restaurant tonight for dinner. I make it special for her."

I go back to our caravan with a lighter heart. I open the door
and see that Trudy has dressed and the beds have been put away,
the curtains opened and everything set up for the day. There are
fresh mugs of coffee, the breadboard and knife, the butter dish
and the marmalade waiting ready. The croissants are still warm as
I sit down beside my daughter. She has brushed her hair and put a
clip in to hold it off her face, her hair reaches down to her
waist. She has put on a sundress. I pass her all the birthday
cards and as she opens them I cut the baguette. She puts some
butter and marmalade on a piece of bread and eats. The croissants
we break open and smear marmalade on the white of it. The taste
is delectable. Whilst we are eating there are knocks on the open
door as her friends come with cards and presents. Trudy is
bouncing around this morning. Neill comes up to me and says that
they have arranged a sports party for Trudy. On the sports field
this morning then back to the club house for lunch and then
swimming in the afternoon. We are all meeting at the sports field
at 10:00. After her friends leave Trudy goes to the top cupboards
and gets out her shorts and t-shirt. She quickly slips her dress
off and stands there in her knickers. She pulls her shorts on and
then puts her training bra and her t-shirt on. She sits down and
puts on her ankle socks and trainers. She goes to the mirror and
takes the clip out of her hair then comes to me.

"Can you plait my hair daddy?"

"Of course I will love, stand still." I comb out the long golden
tresses then brush her hair thoroughly before splitting it into
three tails; I give each tail a gentle twist and start plaiting
the silky blonde hair. I finish it with a butterfly band. She
then helps me to clear up our breakfast things and then bounces
out of the caravan. Her legs are long, tanned and well defined
from her gymnastics at school. I walk up to the sports field,
Trudy skipping along beside me full of the joys of life. A
different child from last night. She walks besides me for a
moment and whispers in my ear.

"Thank you for letting me sleep in your bed last night. I feel
much better this morning. Mummy was away a lot wasn't she?"

I sat us down on one of the benches to talk. "Yes she was
darling, she had an illness that made her feel that life was
terrible, that she was bad. But we know she was good don't we?"

"Yes Daddy she was. She had been in hospital a lot though"

Yes darling. Last year she spent a total of 4 months in hospital
and it has been like that since before you started school."

"One good thing though is you were always there to take me to
school and pick me up and all my clubs and things." "My friends
daddies couldn't do that, they are at work"

"Yes, well I work from home and just have to go in once a week,
and during holiday time you come with me, don't you?"

"Yes daddy. Come on then lets go and play games." I watched her
run ahead of me her legs flashing in the sunlight. We got to the
sports field and Jo and Maria were organising the children. They
had running races, baseball, soccer and fun games. I sat and
watched the children playing. They were all ages from 6 year olds
up to 14 year olds. At about 11:30 Neill came along with a cool
box of ice- lollies. They went down a storm, there was even one
for me. We all went back to the clubhouse. Jacques and Maria were
busy at the barbecue cooking lunch. There was a pile of Breton
sausages cooking and stacks of baguette, cut into lengths to
match the sausages, and then slit. Trudy was the first to be
served as the birthday girl. Soon everyone was tucking in, hot
dogs, with real sausages, and onions, with a side salad. There
was pop for the children and wine for the adults. After we had
eaten the kids went to the shade of the trees and rested, some
were reading and others were talking. We tidied away and then sat
with glasses of wine. Neill and Jacques then took them all
swimming. Maria, Jo and I sat and talked. I told them about how
Trudy had come into my bed in tears last night and how shocked I
was to discover when we woke that she was nude in bed beside me
this morning. Jo said to me.

"Do not be shocked that your daughter came to you for comfort,
she was missing her mummy and she came to you. She wanted close
contact with you, to protect her and love her. The nightie coming
off was probably done whilst she was half asleep. It is a
subconscious thing, this desire for her daddies love."

We talked some more but I slowly drifted off to sleep in the heat
of the afternoon. I was woken by the noise of the children
returning from the swimming pool. They were very excited I could
see that Trudy had not been wearing a cap so I would have to wash
her hair before dinner. She had on her leopard skin bikini with
the high cut leg. She looked adorable. We went back to our
caravan and got the shower gel, shampoo and towels. We walked
into the sanitaire, they are unisex on this site, with individual
cubicles for washbasins, toilets and showers plus a family room,
which is self-contained and has a baby bath as well. Trudy asked
me to wash her hair for her so we went into the family cubicle,
as it would be easier for me to wash her hair. I took off the
band on her hair and then stood her under the shower in her
bikini. I had great problems teasing the plait apart and in the
end I soaked the plait in conditioner and then started to edge
the tail of the comb into the rope of hair. It made it easier to
free up her hair. Finally I was able to start washing her hair,
taking handfuls of hair and washing it before moving on to the
next section I just had my shorts and pants on as I had kicked
off my flip flops as I came into the shower area. I had been
standing outside the edge of the water spray working on Trudy's
hair. I rinsed her hair off and then worked the conditioner into
her long blonde locks. She had moved out of the stream. tI bent
over and washed my own hair, a much easier task, whilst Trudy's
hair was soaking in conditioner. I had my eyes tight shut. I was
rinsing my hair when I heard Trudy say.

"Lets have these off so you can have a proper shower." With that
I felt my shorts and pants pulled down my legs and I was pushed
right under the spray. To say that I was shocked was an
understatement. I wiped my eyes to see my darling standing there
in all her glory, most literally in her birthday suit. Before I
could say anything she had a handful of shower gel and was in the
spray washing my chest.

"What's wrong daddy, why are you looking so shocked?"

"Well young lady I am not used to being washed by a nubile blonde
bombshell and I find it quite disturbing to say the least."

"I don't see why, you bathed with me when I was little."

"Yes but you were 4 at the time and mummy was there as well"

"I see what you mean by being disturbed, you have gone all hard!"
She took a fresh handful of gel and washed my prick.

"Stop that, you shouldn't be doing that" almost before I finished
speaking I was shooting strings of cum across the shower area.
She rinsed me down and then said.

"Can you wash me?" I nearly ran out of the shower but I
remembered what Jo had said so I took the shower gel and washed
my lovely daughter. I looked at her body properly for the first
time in years. Her tits were developing and felt rubbery, with
hard nipples standing proud under my hands. Her tummy muscles
rippled under the sensation of my fingers and then her firm
thighs, well muscled and trim. I took another handful of gel and
gently washed her clit, cunt and bum. I could feel the labia
beneath my hand and the hard nubbin of her clit. I washed down
her legs, lifting each foot in turn and washing between the
dainty toes. Trudy steadied herself by leaning on my head. I
looked up and her cunt was inches away from my face. I gave her a
quick kiss on her mons then stood up rinsed her off and turned
the water off. I enveloped her in her towel and dried her small
body. I then towel dried her hair and helped her into her t-shirt
and shorts. I dried myself off and put my damp shorts back on. I
gathered up our belongings and we left the sanitaire. Back at the
caravan I got out the hairdryer and started to dry her hair. It
was a long job even with the hairdryer. Thank heavens for
electric hook ups, letting her hair dry naturally would have
taken an age. When it was nearly dry I asked her what she would
be wearing for dinner tonight and how would she like her hair.

"I want my white button through dress and can I have my hair up
please."

"No problem darling but you will need to take off your t-shirt so
you don't mess up your hair when you get dressed." She slipped
her arms out of the t-shirt and slipped it over her head pulling
it down the length of her hair. Then sat there waiting for me to
continue drying her hair.

"Aren't you going to put a bra on darling?" What would happen if
someone came in?"

"Well if Dominic or Richard came I would tell them to go, if Gina
or Callie came in I would sit and talk to them. No problem."

"Ok love, you know what you are comfortable with." In fact it was
Jo who came across, she had brought Trudy's watch back, she had
left it behind when she went swimming. "Do you want to cover up
now?"

"It's alright, Jo has seen me in the changing rooms before." I
explained to Jo about the conversation we had had. She just
smiled at the perversity of kids. As Jo left I walked out into
the awning with her and said what had happened in the shower.
"What should I have done? Was it wrong to let her continue
touching me."

Don't worry about it Dave, it is part of growing up and what
makes it more difficult for you is that Sue is not with you to
help. In truth though I don't think she would have been very good
around this as she was very wary about her own sexuality. At
times I wondered how you managed to have Trudy in the first
place."

Well for the last 10 years we did not have sex. The last time we
did was when she was on home leave from the psychiatric hospital
when Trudy was 18 months old and we had sex, later that night she
had to be put on a mental health order as she was so suicidal."

"Oh Dave I didn't realise it was so bad as that." "I wish I had
known, I might have been able to help her." "Poor you, poor Trudy
what a childhood she has had."

"I have tried to ensure that she has had as good a childhood as
possible."

"I can see that by how well rounded Trudy is as a child." "Anyway
I have got to go now to be down at the restaurant for 7:30."

"Oh I have to be down there for 8:00 according to Madam Charles."

"Well make sure you are there for 8:00. See you there then."

I went back into the caravan and finished Trudy's hair off. I
coiled it up and pinned it in place on her head, there were two
tendrils, which curled down behind her eyes. The rest was swept
up onto her head. Her neck looked sleek and elegant. She fetched
her make up case and started doing her makeup; she had learnt
that she only needed a minimal amount to look her best. I made us
some coffee and we had some bread, as we would be eating later
than usual. Finally she finished and gave me a twirl.

"You normally do a twirl when you have finished your dressing
young lady. She looked down at her body and smiled, she cupped
her little breast in her hand as if weighing it. Then she stood
there head down and peeping out from under her eyelashes. She had
a smashing grin. I stood up and gave her a gentle kiss, so as not
to remove her lipstick. I licked my lips to taste the flavour of
her lipstick. I took my shaver and had another shave, then
started getting dressed for Trudy's dinner. Smart trousers, open
necked shirt and my formal shoes.

"I am going to wear Jo's present to me"

"Oh yes, and what's that?"

"These," she said holding up a suspender belt and white
stockings. She laughed at me. "Jo said they were for when I
wanted to feel grown up and sophisticated. Well I do tonight."
She got the belt out from the pack and tried to put it on. She
was turning it this way and that. I took it from her and knelt
down at her feet and passed the belt round her back and fastened
the clip. I then took the suspenders and fed them under her
panties.

"What are you doing?"

"These fasteners have to go under your panties so if you need to
go to the toilet you can slip your panties down."

"Oh" Trudy then slipped her panties down, "I will be wearing a
different pair." She stood before me in a suspender belt and a
smile. Her blonde fuzz on her cunt was at my eye level.

I picked up the stockings and slid them out of the pack. I rolled
the first one and then lifted her foot and pulled it on. I rolled
it up her leg and adjusted the length of the suspender. I then
took the second stocking and prepared it. I lifted Trudy's foot
and pulled the stocking on. Trudy suddenly lost her balance and
grabbed my head to steady herself. My nose was squashed into her
fanny. The delicate aroma of young cunt was intoxicating. I
wanted to bury my head in her cunt and suck all her juices from
her virginal love tube. I restrained my self, contenting to only
give a light kiss just above the hooded clit. I picked up her
foot and continued to pull the stocking on. Again I adjusted the
suspender to fit. As I worked I could see the glint of her juices
on her cunt lips. I patted her bum and stood up. I hate to think
what my blood pressure was but I knew my heart was racing. Trudy
then unpacked the rest of Jo and Neill's present to her, a white
thong, she pulled it up and gave me another twirl, I could see
the back strap of the thong disappearing into the crease of her
bum and a tiny scrap of material covering her slit.  She moved to
the mirror and saw her sparse hair coming out from under the
material.

"Can you cut that off so that it looks tidy?"

"Certainly." I got the scissors and trimmed the hair back to the
panty line. I got my razor and shaved off the stubble. I run my
finger over it. I can still feel the bristles. "Do you want me to
use my wet razor to remove it all to make you really smooth?"

"Oh yes please daddy." Trudy slipped her thong off; I trimmed all
the hair with scissors then rubbed shaving foam onto the stubble.
I put a fresh blade in my razor and set to work oh so carefully.
I could feel the blade cutting through the hair. I kept rinsing
the blade until finally I was able to take a flannel and wash the
rest of the soap off. Her labia stood proud, totally nude. I took
the hand mirror and let Trudy inspect my work. She looked in the
mirror and ran her finger down the slit.

"That looks and feels good. I took her thong and lifted each foot
in turn then pulled the thong up and snugged it into place. I
looked and now could see the outline of her cunt in the material
of her thong. I stood up and put my shaving kit away whilst Trudy
put the short white button through dress on. She put on her
school shoes and looked at me and said.

"With this outfit I should have heels on my shoes, not flatties
like these."

"We will have to see what we can buy for you then won't we."

I looked at my watch; it was 7:50 time to leave for the
restaurant. I slipped on my sports jacket and held out my arm to
Trudy. She grinned and took it and off we walked to our dinner.
Father and daughter dressed up to the nines, knowing that apart
from us only two others were likely to know the secret of what my
beautiful daughter was really wearing under that dress. We walked
into the restaurant, there were banners saying Joyeaux
Anniversaire, which translates as happy birthday. There were two
tables with our friends seated around, with two seats vacant.
Trudy got to her seat and as I pushed her chair in we were
deluged in streamers from the volley of party poppers. The waiter
came over and poured water with wine for Trudy and a glass of
wine for me. Madam Charles signalled the waiters and they started
bringing out the meal.  It was a marvellous night. I hadn't seen
Trudy so happy and animated in years. I think I had a big cheesy
grin on my face as well. Finally a birthday cake was brought
through, 12 candles blazing. Trudy stood up and blew them all out
in one puff.

The cry went up, "you've got a wish you've got a wish." I stood
there as with eyes screwed shut she made her wish. Then she
looked at me and smiled. After we had eaten the cake we all moved
through to the bar. We got our drinks and sat down. The children
were on the floor dancing whilst we parents sat around talking. I
was watching my, oh so elegant, daughter dancing with her
friends. As she flew around the dance floor I could see her
stocking tops flashing at me. At the end of the night Trudy
grasped my arm as we all walked back to the caravans. As we
walked along the path Maria made a cryptic comment to me.

"Enjoy whatever happens, know that whatever it is, you both are
receiving pleasure." She wouldn't elaborate and so I was left
puzzling as I went back to the caravan. I started to put down the
beds.

"Can I sleep with you again tonight daddy?"

"Ok love, I will just make my bed up and leave yours." I made up
the front bed with just my sleeping bag. It was a double bag and
I unzipped the sides so they were half undone. I put both sets of
pillows there. I went through to the toilet and undressed. I was
about to pull on my pyjamas when Trudy said leave them. I got
into bed and watched as Trudy undressed. She pulled the pins from
her hair and shook it free, the curls untwined and her blonde
hair fell down over her tits and down her back. She then
unbuttoned her dress and took it off, and then her stockings,
thong and suspender belt came off. She climbed over me into bed.
I reached up and switched the light off.

 The light in the toilet gave a gentle illumination in the
caravan. Trudy snuggled up to me, her smooth nude body brushing
against me. She kissed me and then her hand gently grasped mine
and placed it on her tit. It cupped her swelling mound
completely. I froze then Trudy started moving my hand on her tit.
It's all right daddy, I want you to touch me. My hand moved
slightly on her warm breast, I gently squeezed the soft rubbery
flesh as her other hand tracked down to my cock; I was already
rigid from the close proximity of her perfectly formed preteen
body. Her lips sought mine and she kissed me. Her nipples were
rigid; my hand was cupping her small breast. Then she moved my
hand down her chest, over her taut tummy to her cunt, I tried to
stop it but she was insistent. My fingers touched her clit and I
could feel the hard little nubbin. As I fingered her I could feel
shudders go through her body. Was this what Maria was talking
about tonight. "Enjoy whatever happens, know that whatever it is
both are receiving pleasure." The lips were warm and dry, and
then I could feel the wetness from her cunt as I allowed my
fingers to slide over the mouth of her cunt. They broke through
the dry exterior lips and into the wet depths. The slipperiness
was staggering. My fingers just slid down into the depths until
they reached her hymen. I moved down the bed slightly and sucked
on her nipples as I gently fingered her sopping cunt. I felt her
body tense as she orgasmed. I went further down and teased her
clit with my teeth; I sucked on it as it came out from under the
hood. I licked down her cunt, spearing her slit with my tongue
and lapping up all her sweet juices. I heard and felt her second
orgasm. As she came down I whispered in her ear.

"I wish I could fuck you, but I don't want to make you pregnant."

"It is alright daddy I have been on the pill for 3 months now.
Waiting for you to see me as a big girl, a woman." "I saw the
nurse at school about it."

To say I was surprised would be an understatement. This had been
a deliberate seduction. I rolled over onto my back and drew her
above me. I positioned my cock at the entrance to her cunt and
gently pulled her down. I went in about 2 inches until I reached
her hymen. I stopped and said.

Just lift yourself up and down, enjoy the feeling of my cock
inside you. I felt my cock sliding out of her warm tight cunt,
then she slid back down onto me; I could feel the flesh of her
vagina stretching around my cock head as it pushed back in. I put
my hand between us and massaged her clit. I felt her orgasm build
and gently pushed against her. As her orgasm peaked her legs gave
way beneath her and I felt her hymen rip. I could see movement in
her tummy as my cock slid all the way home. She gave a small
scream of pain and then her orgasm peaked. Her little body was
rigid, her tight cunt spasming, she was milking my cock, and then
I came as well. Pouring out my semen into her tight little hole.
I could see the cum squirting out past my cock tinged with the
red of her virginal blood. I lay there holding her sweet body
upright on my cock. I could feel and see the effects of my cock
twitching in her. The movement of her tummy as my cock jerks deep
inside her. She lay down onto my chest. I grasp her and roll her
over onto her back. She lays there for a few minutes until I
started rising and falling on her. I lift her legs around my
waist I penetrate still deeper into her sweet cunt. Within
minutes she is cumming again. I am pumping cum as if there is no
tomorrow.

Finally we are spent I release her legs and we roll over onto our
side then right over onto my back. I kiss the top of her head and
then pull the sleeping bag over us. I settle down to sleep with
my daughter attached to me by my cock. I waken during the night
as Trudy fucks me again, she has sat up on me and I raise my
hands and cup her little grapefruit breasts. She smiles down at
me and she slides her tight cunt over my sensitive cock. She
starts to cum again as I pour my juices into her.

"I love you daddy." Then her face tenses as her orgasm hits, her
whole body is shaking as she cums. Then she settles back down and
goes back to sleep. Once more at 4:00 I am woken by her insistent
desires, she has aroused my body.

"Can you fuck my other hole daddy?"

"If you want me to darling." I kiss her then turn her over onto
her knees; I throw back the sleeping bag and kneel behind her. I
gently push my cock back into hr soaking cunt and slide to the
depths. I look down and see the pink rose of her anus looking up
at me. I lubricate my thumb with her juices and gently insert it
into her bum. Oh daddy, yes, that's lovely, more please. I pull
my thumb out and scoop more lubrication onto her rose; I then
pull out of her cunt and slowly push the head of my cock against
the sphincter. I feel the ring slowly open out to allow entry;
the head of my cock slowly slides in. I see her tense up as she
gasps for air. Her hands gripped the sleeping bag like talons.
Sweat streamed from her forehead with the pain so I pull out.

"Why have you stopped daddy?"

"Because I was hurting you."

"Go back in daddy I want to take it, I want to take you."

I gently re-entered her bum, Trudy bit on the pillow to stop
herself crying out and then finally I slid the head of my cock
into her hot dry bum. The sensation was too much and I came
instantly. I lay there across her back until the sensations in my
cock eased then I slid fully into her, my passage eased by the
cum I had deposited in the entrance to her tiny bum. As I pushed
in and out of her bum I held her by the hips and my fingers
played with her clit and her cunt. I could feel her body reacting
to the sensations I was giving her. My fingers slid into her cunt
and I could feel my prick sliding up and down her rectum. I
exploded again into her and I felt her orgasm crash around me. I
gently laid her down and rolled us both onto our side and held
her tight to me. Her little 5-foot body speared by my larger
6-foot frame.

We lay resting together until finally at 5:00 we got up and
gathered our clothes, wrapped towels around us and walked to the
sanitaire. I could see Trudy was feeling sore from the way she
was walking. We went into the family room Trudy coiled her hair
up and put on a shower cap. She knelt down in front of me and
washed my cock of dried cum and blood in the shower. She turned
the water off and then with her lips and fingers she took it into
her mouth and slid forward. Suddenly I felt her retching, she
pulled back out and tried again from a different angle. This time
she got my cock past the back of her throat; she slid it down
until her nose was against my pubes. She pulled back and sucked
in a deep breath then slid my cock back in to her depths. She
pulled my cock out of her mouth and grinned up at me. I looked
down and saw her throat expand and contract as my cock entered
and left her throat. I can hold back no longer and I start
cumming again. The first jet shot down her throat, and then, as
she moved up my cock the remainder was deposited into her sweet
mouth. She stood up and turned the shower back on. I can see the
trails of cum running down her thigh from her cunt and bum. The
water flowed around her washing it away. She kissed me and I
could taste and feel my cum in her mouth. I knelt down in the
water stream and stuck my tongue into her cunt; I could taste my
semen and the muskiness of her cunt. I licked the hooded clit
until it popped out of hiding. Trudy held my head as she came
again. She lifted me up and kissed me.

"Is that what I taste like?"

"Not normally, what you have there is your lubrication and my cum
mixed together."

"She licks my lips, tasty that." Then we set to and wash, we dry
off and dress. I take her hand and we walk back to the caravan
through the cool early morning air. I made coffee and cooked our
breakfast; Trudy was fastened round my waist. I dished up and we
moved to what would normally be Trudy's bed. We sat at the table
and ate; I stretched my arm around Trudy's shoulders as she
cuddled into me. We finished our food and I slid the table back
and we talked.

"Why did you want to make love with me?"

"It is something I have often dreamed about. I was pretty sure
you and mummy weren't having sex as I never heard anything. My
friends told me how they heard their parent's bed's creaking
every night and once when I slept over at Alyssa's house she
showed me her parents when they were having sex. That is when I
saw her daddy fuck her mummy up the bum. Alyssa's mummy liked
that so I wanted to try it and I decided I wanted it to be you,
daddy."

"Well you were right about mummy and I not having sex, it was to
do with her illness we had not made love for 10 years."

" Poor daddy. What did you do daddy?"

"I masturbated, that is rubbed myself until I had an orgasm."

"Is that as good as sex?"

"No love it is not, but it is better than nothing."

"I'm glad I had sex with you daddy."

We moved out into the awning with a second coffee, we were
sitting there when Maria and Gina walked up. Trudy jumped up to
make them both a cup of chocolate. Gina went into the van with my
Trudy.

"Did you enjoy last night Dave?"

"How did you know?"

"Well several things really." "From a conversation I had with
Trudy when we went to the zoo plus I just watched her walk into
the caravan." "She was a virgin wasn't she?"

"Yes she was." I was feeling a little uneasy at the way the
conversation had gone. I looked into the van and I could see Gina
and Trudy laughing together." Trudy said something and I saw Gina
look at my daughters butt.

"Dave it is alright." "Stop worrying I will tell you something
that might reassure you." "Jacques was given Gina's virginity at
Easter. It was a present for her 12th birthday." "Gina had told
Trudy about it and Trudy then asked me." "I am not surprised that
she wanted to put into effect what she had already learnt from
watching at her friends house and hearing from Gina." "The most
important question is" "Did Trudy enjoy it? Did she have an
orgasm?"

"Oh wow, did she have an orgasm or did she." "She had 6 or 7
orgasms last night and this morning."

"Gosh you did give her a good time." "I think Gina will be
wanting to try you for herself when she hears what you gave to
Trudy."

"What do you mean?"

"You and your wife never knew but the other members of our group
are into group and family sex. Why do you think we have the radio
baby alarms?" "All the under 12's will be in one caravan and the
over 12's and parents are in the others." "There is no compulsion
to join." "Knowing how poorly sue was I don't think you would
ever have been approached." "But now." She stopped speaking and
gave me a gentle kiss on the lips. Would you like to join us
tonight?"

"I had better check it out with Trudy. If she says yes then we
will be over, if she says no." I left it at that. I saw Gina come
out to her mum so I slipped in to ask Trudy to make me a
chocolate drink as well.

"Trudy, did Gina tell you about what happened on her birthday?"

"Yes dad, why?"

"Well Maria said that she, Jacques, Neil and Jo along with Gina,
Dominic and Callie and a few others on the site share each
other." "I wondered if you wanted to join in as well."

"Why do you think I fucked you last night? Gina and Callie had
told me about them and said that they had been together in Paris
at Whitsun. When are we meeting up?"

"It's tonight darling, if you want to join in."

"If I want to join in he says." "Dad I want that more than
anything." The thought of laying down with Gina and Callie and
being fucked is just too thrilling." "Gina, Gina come here."

"What is it Trudy?"

"Dad and I are coming to the party tonight with you all."

"Oh Trudy, Dave, that will be great. I am so pleased." "Mummmm!
Dave and Trudy are coming tonight."

"Alright love no need to shout it across the campsite." "I gather
your daughter wants you to join us tonight."

"Yes Maria she does." "So do I for that matter.

"In which case; you, Jacques and Neil will leave the girls with
Jo and myself for the day. You will prepare yourselves, Neil and
Jacques will explain what you need to do for tonight. Then you
will go up to the clubhouse at 7:30 for our dinner. It is a
private function; the room will be locked." "Tonight you and
Trudy will only be able to participate in the second part of the
entertainment." "What happens is we have dinner, then the first
session. You both will be able to watch. Then the second session
starts. You will be able to participate in that." "If all goes
well you will be both tested at the end of the evening and then
you will be able to join in the first sessions in future if Trudy
agrees."

"If Trudy agrees, what is it?"

"We can't tell you anything about it. And Trudy must not ask her
friends either as if they tell her they will be in trouble."

"Ok Maria I won't tell Trudy about it, then she can't ask
questions."

"Dave and Trudy can I take blood samples please, we need to get
you checked out before tonight." It didn't take long, it what
showed Maria's previous job was, a nurse.

Maria then took Trudy and Gina away, I sat there with a fresh
coffee and waited on events. It wasn't long until Jacques and
Neil arrived. Neil had a valise in one hand and a bottle of wine
in the other. He poured us all drinks and we sat down to talk.

"Dave we will have to remove all your hair from below your neck
and then give you a very thorough shave, or if you prefer and you
are not sensitive to the cream we can clear your face as well. We
went into my caravan and I stripped off. Neil applied the hair
removing spray to a patch on my leg and chest and a small patch
on my cock. No untoward reaction so they applied it all over.
Jacques put a filter into the shower drain and rinsed me off. My
hairs flowed off my body. It looked strange to see smooth skin
where previously I had a rug of hair.

Neil then trimmed my hair and shortened my sideburns, then he set
to with the hair remover on my face. Even my moustache went. That
was hard, I had that moustache for almost half my life. 10
minutes later all the hair had gone. Neil then set too with his
wifes electrolysis machine. The odd hairs sticking out of my nose
and ears then went the same way as my body hair. I pulled my
shirt and shorts back on and we had another glass of wine. We
spent the day talking about wine and sex. Maria brought some
lunch over and checked we were ready.

In the middle of the afternoon Maria came over and gave us all
enemas followed by a wash out. She explained that this happened
to everyone every time so bums were ready for use without having
to worry about the messiness of it. We were all nice and clean,
inside and out.

Finally it was 7:30 it was time to dress for the meal. Then we
strolled up to the clubhouse. I was only admitted on the say so
of Neil and Jacques. I didn't have a membership card. I was led
to the top table and sat between Gina and my darling Trudy. The
tables were set in a U shape with seats around the outside of the
table only. Maria met me.

"Both your blood tests came back negative, which is what we
expected." "However we must always check before a meet."

Madam Charles welcomed us all and especially our English friends
David and Trudy. Jo and Maria brought the starters through and
then sat at the ends of the U. It turned out that the waiting was
organised by rota so everyone took a turn. The chef would leave
the club when the dessert had been served and the doors locked
from the inside. There were 20 of us around the table. I was the
only single adult. There were 4 more couples and 11 children. All
aged 12 or more. After the meal we cleared the tables and moved
all the plates and cutlery to the serving hatch. It would be
sorted in the morning. The tables were moved away and the chairs
moved into a semi circle.

Callie stood up and welcomed us to the summer meet.

"Thank you Monsieur and Madam Charles and Sophie, their 13 year
old daughter, for hosting the meeting this year."  "Tonights
entertainment has been organised us  teenagers alone and I hand
over to Maria." All the teenagers apart from Trudy went into the
ante-room. Maria turned to us.

"I do know what is about to happen, I have approved it." "if you
will take these slips they are to record your votes on musical
interpretation and sexiness of what you are about to see. The
children will come out in age order, do their performance and
return to the ante room. You will vote, then there will be a
reprise at the end when they will all come out and perform
together. You can adjust your votes and then hand them in. There
is a prize for the winner and a consolation prize for the
looser." She went over to the sound system and started the music.

The children came out one at a time stark naked and danced for
us. Boys as well as girls. I noticed all of them were hairless.
Trudy and I marked the performers and then we saw them all
dancing together. Our slips were taken in and marked. One of the
boys Andre was announced as the winner, I saw him grimace at that
and wondered why. It became very clear why when Callie was
announced as the loser and she was handed a paddle. Andre was led
to a bench and bent over. Maria stood by him and announced.

"Usually people strive to win and feel terrible if they lose. The
children decided on the reversed prize for tonight. That the
winner should be beaten by the loser." "I am here to ensure fair
play and that Andre is not harmed." Andre, are you ready?"

"Yes Maria."

"Callie 10 of the best please."

Callie had a wicked grin on her face as she approached the 16
year old boy. By the third blow Andre's bum was scarlet and his
cock was rigid. After the 10th blow Callie put the paddle down
walked over to Andre, stood him up, turned him round and went
down on her knees in front of him. She took his cock in her hand
and fed it into her mouth and sucked him off. It did not take
long for him to cum in her mouth. Callie stood up and led him
back to the 2 seats left over. She smiled as Andre remained
standing.

Maria came and stood in front of Trudy. I watched as Trudy stood
up and was undressed by Maria. Gina took Trudy's clothes and
folded them and put them on the floor. Finally my daughter was
standing in front of us all stark naked. I quickly realised that
the small amount of body hair she had was gone. She smiled shyly
at me as Maria started to question her.

"Trudy are you a virgin?"

"No Maria."

"Have you been penetrated in your bum, your mouth and your cunt?"

"Yes Maria."

"Did you enjoy it?"

"Yes Maria."

"You saw what happened tonight, are you prepared to do something
similar at a future meet?"

"Yes Maria."

"As a symbol of your joining are you prepared to paddle and to be
paddled tonight?"

"Yes Maria."

"Trudy go to the bench." Trudy walked over to the bench; I tried
hard to identify the look she gave me. She bent over and Neil
came over and picked up the paddle. I had to struggle to stay
still to watch as my daughters bum was reddened with 10 smacks of
the paddle. She came back to stand by me. Neil handed her the
paddle and he took me by the hand. I gulped as he led me to the
bench and stripped me off. I leant over at his whispered command
and Trudy proceeded to redden my bum. I had the same reaction as
Andre and at the end Trudy stood me up, turned me round and knelt
at my feet. She took my cock in her hand and kissed it, then she
fed it into her mouth. She tilted it downwards, bent her head
backwards and took the whole length into her extended neck. It
took very little time until my beloved was swallowing my cum. The
others moved up and stood around us, I was conscious of their
hands upon us welcoming us to the group. The lights went dim and
the group broke up.

I was led away and was fucked, there was no other word for it.
Trudy and I were next to each other. At one point I had Jo
fucking me and Callie kneeling over my face as I ate her out. I
could see Trudy, she was kneeling over Neil feeding her cunt down
over his cock. Then Jacques was behind her fucking her bum and
Andre was kneeling up over Neil's head feeding his cock into my
daughters mouth. All three holes were being fucked at the same
time. She was taking the whole length of them all. With Andre
that was something to watch as his whole 10 inches was fed in and
out of her mouth.

It was so sexy to watch my 12 year old daughter being fucked by 3
big cocks. It was a while later when I had recovered a bit that I
got to make love to Trudy, I was conscious as I kissed her that
we both tasted of cunt and cum, where she had been sucking cocks
which had been in cunts and I had been eating out cream filled
cunts. By about 11 pm the men were out of it. I know that I
needed a rest before I would be able to fuck again. We just
watched the kids and the wives fucking each other. I enjoyed the
spectacle of the kids fucking each other.

"David come back and join us."

"I doubt if I can get an erection now." That wasn't what was
required of me as I discovered when I felt a lubricated finger
pass into my bottom followed by a lubricated firm cock. It was a
new experience for me. I watched as Neil fisted Maria front and
back. It was fascinating to watch as he first finger fucked her
and then had his hand lubricated. He fed the fingers in one by
one until finally he was able to feed his whole hand into her
vagina. Then he worked on her bum with the other hand. It was
amazing to see to arms coming out of Maria's cunt and bum.
Sliding from his wrist to halfway up his forearm. I watched Maria
have the most intense orgasm I have ever seen. I looked over my
shoulder to see who was servicing me and saw Callie's brother
Dominic. I felt him come inside my bum. Trudy came up to me.

"That was something to see as Dominic fucked you dad, I wish you
could have seen it."

"Well I felt it." "Have you enjoyed yourself tonight darling?"

"Oh yes dad, it has been wonderful. I have had so many orgasms, I
have lost count." I looked at her and realised that her hair was
covered in cum, her face was sticky from cunt lubrication and
cum. I reached for her cunt and found it to be a swamp.

"Do you want me to clean you up darling?"

"Would you dad." I moved round and started to wash my daughters
cunt with my tongue. I was sucking her juice and all the cum from
her cunt. I sucked great mouthfuls from her cunt and then went
round to her bum. It was gaping slightly so I set too and cleaned
all the cum I could reach. I was aware of the absence of smell
from her bum, a Mark of how well we had been prepared. I had
finished cleaning my daughter and concentrated on her clit. I
sucked her to another orgasm. I lay back on the floor as Trudy
nuzzled around me, she sucked my soft cock into her mouth, it did
not respond; then she lifted my legs to expose my bum. She then
cleaned Dominic's cum from me.

I saw Maria Jacques and Gina preparing to leave. Gina came over
to us and kissed us both.

"I'll see you both tomorrow."

"Trudy, time for us to go?"

"Ok dad." We rounded up our clothes and slowly dressed each
other. Madame Charles and Sophie were at the door to let us out.
Madame Charles handed me a package.

It is a memento for you both, your record of Trudy's first
night."

 We kissed them and slowly walked along the path back to our
caravan. Trudy was cuddled into my side.

"Do you feel all right Trudy?"

"I'm a little uncomfortable walking."

"In which case we will have a shower when we get back."

We undressed in the caravan then put on bathrobes to walk to the
sanitaire. We went into the family cubicle and Trudy sat on the
toilet, she had her hand round her tummy as if she was in pain.
Suddenly she blew wind and a stream of cum came from her bum. I
massaged her tummy to try and ease her discomfort and a second
load of cum was blown out. Trudy looked a lot happier and we then
went under the shower. I washed her crinkly hair, feeling it go
slimy as the water went onto the dried cum. I then shampooed her
hair. I then took the shower gel and started to wash her body,
Strings of dry cum were washed away. Then I turned my attention
to her nude cunt. I slipped two fingers into its wet recesses and
sucked her clit into my mouth. As her cunt got used to my fingers
I slid a third and then a fourth finger up her cunt.

"Do you want more darling?"

"Oh yes please dad, fill me like Maria was filled."

"I will only do one side at a time, you are two young to take
both my hands at the same time." I then folded my thumb into the
palm of my hand and slid my hand into Trudy's cunt. I could feel
her cervix deep inside her and I gently massaged it. I then
sucked her clit into my mouth as I fisted her cunt. It did not
take much to bring her to another orgasm. As her cunt spasmed I
felt her cervix spasm and the next thing I knew there was more
cum coming out of her cunt on my arm. I took my hand out and
continued to suck her clitoris. Her orgasm continued as cum
drained from her cunt. Finally it stopped and I washed her down
again. Then I gently dried her, I could see her eyes closing so I
quickly slipped her robe on and pulled mine over my wet body. I
slipped my feet into my flipflops and picked my darling daughter
up in my arms. I carried her gently back to our caravan and laid
her on my side of the bed. I put down a folded towel on her side
and lifted her onto. Then I combed her wet hair and patted it
dry. I then plaited it and placed another towel under her head. I
then kissed her there was no response. She was out of it. I made
myself a coffee and took it out into the awning where I sat
reading.

I heard footsteps and looked up to see Jacques approaching the
tent. I offered him a coffee and then brought out some bread and
cheese to eat. "Did you both enjoy tonight?"

"Jacques, that is an understatement." I liked it and Trudy loved
it. She fell asleep as I was drying her after her shower. Her
hair is wet and I think she is still fairly full of cum. She has
lost a lot but I have put her on a towel to sleep."

"Dave, she was being fucked nearly non-stop for over 3 hours. I
think she was the most eager new recruit we have had." "Gina was
stunned by her, she enjoys sex but her reaction to Trudy was
stunned disbelief." "I tell you what, you really want to watch
the video. The camera was on Trudy the whole time, I think you
will be surprised at your daughter." "Have you got a video player
here?"

"Yes the TV is a combined unit." I went into the caravan and
unpacked the TV, I brought out the extension lead and plugged
them in. I put the tape on and Jacques and I sat back to watch.
The first scene was of Trudy being paddled and then Trudy
paddling me, I was surprised how red my bum became. Then I
watched Trudy deep throating me. It was after that the fun really
started. I watched Neil, Jacques and Andre then another grouping
At one stage I watched my daughter eating Gina then being eaten
by Gina. I was stunned by how often the teenage boys fucked Trudy
and how she was enjoying it. It was turn and turn about, front
then back. Trudy seemed to have a lot of orgasms, especially when
she was being fucked by the adults, Andre however was an
exception amongst the boys, he always made sure that Trudy came
before he did. Towards the end I was surprised to see myself on
the video as I was fucked by Dominic. Then also as I fucked my
daughter. I now knew why she blew so much cum out of her bum when
we showered. The most amazing site was seeing Andre first sucked
off by my daughter, then fucking her and finally butt fucking
her. To watch his 10 inch cock slide into her small body was so
erotic.

"Dave, I make it that she was fucked 17 times, butt fucked 10
times and she gave 12 blow jobs. That was quite a nights work by
your daughter. I think Gina told her about her night and Trudy
wanted to beat her. Oh yes Maria said to tell you we are having a
party in Paris the last weekend in August, can you and Trudy
come?" I went in and checked my diary.

"That will be no problem. When is the party exactly and who will
be there?"

"The party is on Saturday 23 August, Hopefully all the people who
were at tonights party plus those who couldn't make it, about
double the number. If you come to our house to stay on the
Wednesday 20th August we can have a couple of days sightseeing in
Paris and some time together as friends before the party, then
stay until the following weekend."

"Which would be easier for me to drive down and use the ferry or
to come on the Eurostar."

"I think if you drive then we have the options of visiting
different places. I have off road parking so there will be no
problems there."

The next day was spent lazing around. Trudy didn't wake up till
lunchtime. She had to use the toilet in the caravan. She told me
after that cum poured out of her front and back. I knew there
would be quite a bit as there was a lot of cum on the towel.
Whilst I prepared lunch, Trudy went to the sanitaire to shower. I
loaned her the douche bag that Maria had sent over the night
before with Jacques. I explained what it was used for and how it
worked. I had suggested she used plain warm water and to wash her
cunt before she started on her bum.

When Trudy returned she looked a lot fresher, she undid her plait
and let her hair hang loose in waves. She had dressed in her
sundress, socks and trainers, she looked a different girl to the
one on the video. We sat in the awning and ate our lunch. After
we finished I sent Trudy to fetch Gina to watch the video. I
played the video in the caravan with the curtains shut, and
watched the girls as they watched themselves. It was a long
afternoon as they undressed and played with each other, aroused
by the content of the video.

"Have you watched the video dad?"

"Yes love, Jacques and I watched it last night." "You seem to
have enjoyed yourself."

"Oh dad, I really did." "I now know why so much cum poured out of
me this morning."

"I should have videoed you last night in the shower, as you lost
a lot then." "How are you feeling now?"

"I think the phrase I am looking for is "fucked out".

"I am not surprised." "I have some more news for you."

"What dad?"

"We are going to Paris on the 20th of August for a party at
Gina's on the 23rd. We will be sightseeing then partying and then
more sightseeing."

"Who is going to be at the party?"

"Well hopefully all who were there last night plus those who
couldn't make it last night."

"Trudy it is one of dads specials, they have told me about it but
I was too young for last years party, I went to stay with
friends. It will be our family welcome party." "You will like it
Trudy, there is one family who will be there, a set of twins aged
13 and a set of triplets aged 15 all boys. Come back to our
caravan and we can show you who will be there."

I kissed the girls and watched them go back to Gina's caravan. It
was hard to believe that last night she had been fucked and butt
fucked 27 times and given a dozen blowjobs. A week ago she had
been a virgin at primary school.

Too soon the holiday was over, Trudy now slept in my bed, except
when she had friends to stay. Callie and Dominic came home with
us for the holidays, they would go back to their parents in Paris
but that would be another story.

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