Mind you, I can’t blame Daddy for it all, I mean a lot of it was actually my fault. I’m just glad I had Sarah to talk to while things developed be...tween daddy and me.Daddy and Sarah arranged to meet on Saturday night, which was a couple of days away. He was so excited, he was getting on my nerves asking me silly question about if his hair would look better this way, or that way. So much so, I arranged to sleep over at Sophie’s while the love birds went out on their first date.I did laugh out. "He handed her the first envelope and told her to sit down and read the contents the letters contained. She read the letters and she paled a little at their contents, but when she finished, she looked up at him and said,"Well I had to do something to stop you messing up your life by prematurely marrying that little slut. Besides everything worked out for the best, you and Natasha loved each other and you produced two beautiful daughters." Yes we did mother, but what you did was despicable. You. About her third week on the job she was asked if she would like to stop with some co-workers for a drink after work and she had. It started as a once a week thing, then a couple of times a week and finally, almost every night. They sat and talked about the job, told jokes, danced to the jukebox and had a good time. By the end of the third month Doreen was accepted as one of the group - not that she had not been accepted before, but now she was one of 'them'. Before, the off color jokes were not. A combination of vanilla and something familiar but I can't place it immediately. Then I realize that it's your pussy juices I smell in addition to your perfume."Yes, sir?" you sultrily ask me."What in the hell do you think you're doing?" Just trying to advance my education, sirrrrrr," you reply sarcastically, licking your lips. "What's the matter? Was I a naughty girl in class tonight?"You just hit me with that clue by four and I finally realize what you're doing."Yes you were a naughty girl..