" Just like that?" Oh, I'll tell her that we met and I recognized you and... Well I don't know. All I know is that she has to know. We owe it to her. ...She has lived her life without a father and the sooner she gets to know him, the better." Yes. Of course. I would love to meet her too." And now you will."I was rather nervous while I waited for my daughter. I hadn't paid her any visits since I learned who she was, and I still hadn't told Anita that I had fucked our daughter. I was too afraid of. ”“Good, as I know that both Christian and I also enjoyed it and no doubt, after you agreed, we will be doing it more often.”We got cleaned up and dressed and sat chatting for a while. Linda looked at her watch and shared that it was getting late and that she was thinking it was time to head up to bed.Christian and I agreed. I cleared up the wine glasses, made sure the house was locked and then we all headed for the bedrooms, Christian picking up his overnight bag from the hallway as we did.When. I can't explain where the time goes.I joined everyone at the table for dinner, everyone but Lisa. She was just coming in from outside. She was playing it cool, though. We couldn't read her expression at all.She joined us at the table and everyone sat staring at her, waiting to find out how it went with Ken.She ignored us until I said, "If you don't quit fucking around and tell us all about it I'll never eat your pussy again."She smiled and said, "I think we're okay. We aren't as okay as you and. "Both he and Emma noticed with amusement that Simon took a large swallow before following them into the drawing-room and then, putting his glass down, stood there.There was a strained silence until Jerry with a smile said, "What's on your mind, Simon?" I-I'm not quite sure who to ask but I think it's you, Jerry. Please may I have Joanna's hand in marriage?"Jerry was tempted to prolong things but instead took Emma's hand, glanced at her reading her eyes, and replied simply, "Yes, Simon."Emma.