Erotic Stories By Jana

  Do you ever have a moment where you want to unleash your romantic and sexual desire when it’s the wrong time and place to express them? This is what happened to me at an emotional time in my life. My name is Gwendolyn Clayton. I’m 28, and I live alone. I loved going to my dad’s house on weekends, and now I miss him. It all started one weekend when my dad and I were at his house. He had told me about his condition, only to discover that it was pancreatic cancer. He told me that he had two tumors in his body: one in his liver and one in his spleen. I remember how frail my dad was because his illness had made him lose weight. My older sister is on my dad’s side, and I have been caring for him, helping him with everything. That night, we were getting ready to pick up dinner from our favorite home cooking place, and I saw my dad throw up on the porch. My sister had to call 911, and we waited for the ambulance to arrive at the house. We drove to the hospital, followed the ambulance, and sp