My Daughter

My first marriage was a series of mistakes, made by both Christine and myself. At the time in question the inherited genes of my father compelled me to have a great interest in mechanical things and motor bikes were affordable and I bought one with my paper round money, it had a side car which I did not want and managed to sell leaving me with extra cash to play with. On the property in Lane Side Pudsey was a old stable that I cleaned out to make a workshop. I would spend long hours in the stable working, on my motorcycle, getting it running and in a road worthy condition. Bernard my older step brother had been "Dating" Christine and had broken up with her and went out most nights returning home around 10pm. Christine used to come down to the house and sit with mother and step dad Stanley until Bernard returned home. She seemed happy to see him and was content for a few days, then she would return to my mothers disgust. after this had happened for a month mother in no uncertain terms told her not to return as Bernard was not interested in her. As I was working in the stables one night Christine arrived and asked if she could wait for Bernard with me. This I did not mind as long as she did not mind me working. Then she burst into tears, telling me of her love for Bernard and how it was just enough to see him. I was very sorry of the girl and consoled her that any time she needed to see Bernard she could stay with me and wait. The waiting for Bernard and the pleasure of seeing him for a short time on his return seemed to make Christine happy and all was well. One night I wanted to see a film and asked Christine not to come down as I would be away. It turned out that Christine also wanted to see the film so we went together. She looked great when she arrived, she had a summer dress on with a swishing slip and dark stockings. I must admit I sat closer than necessary to her that night. On my return to the stables Christine arrived, sitting on something her dress riding up showing her stocking tops and white shiny panties was just too much for a young man to bear and we soon settled down to full intercourse. Now we were a partnership. Time passed both enjoying the sex and having someone. For me it was so wonderful to at last have someone who liked me and cared. I guess we had sex as often as possible because with her parents away we were making love on the sofa when her mother walked in. Turning around her mother left the room without saying anything and returning some time later she acted as if all was ok. When I next went to Christine's her mother greeted me with "Christine has some sheets and spoons in her bottom draw" we were to be married and because I thought of myself as a good boy I went along with it. Mother and Stanley disapproved but were so glad to have me out of the nest at last. The marriage was  doomed from the start. We were form different worlds and soon it seems Christine learned to dislike me. Life went on and I studied three nights a week so we hung on for some time. When daughter Lucinda came along I transferred all my love to her and whenever Christine went out for any reason I would gather Lucinda up in my arms making her dance or listen to wonderful classical music. The marriage went down hill fast and I bailed out as soon as I felt my daughter could survive on her own. I took only my books and records leaving my half of the home to Lucinda and hoping her life would be interrupted as little as possible. My daughter has survived and has a wonderful sense of humor

 as possible.

Me with the Armitages

Is this Cute?

Wow what a beautiful Bride

Christine is far right,

I absolutely loved her pouts. and usually got a smile within a short time

A friend with Lucinda's sons Jack and Ben