”“Oh, I do want to fuck him,” the girl reveals.“Even though he’s you’re father?”“What’s that got to do with it?” the girl asks. �...�I fucked my adoptive mother.”“The headmistress of the school?” Hazel asks. She is shocked by the revelation, but not entirely. “Regardless, that is a different situation.”“Not really,” the girl argues. “Besides, who else can get to say they fucked a high wizard?”“He’s not...”“Shut up!” both Penelope and her father shout.“Now it’s great that you’re willing,” Starkey. You just go through life giving every woman just what she has always said she wanted and not realizing that they love you for it. They also measure every other man against you and your Dad.’ ‘You lost me. Dad gave them their jobs. I let them do their jobs and I let them know I like what they do.’ ‘When you told Karen to have John build whatever she wanted at the cashier station she cried for two hours. All her life men have looked at her chest, used phrases like ‘little lady’, and didn’t listen. The thought of a retreat to a convent began to fade. The idea of a secluded self catering cottage or unusual place grew and with it the desire for a man. She confessed to her priest that she was having impure thoughts and then regretted blurting out her desire for a return of married conjugal pleasure. The priest was warm and sympathetic to her needs and desires though and asked if she might like some support from a counsellor in view of her difficulties of bereavement and the grinding. .. and getting her to sign a modeling consent form. I felt a little dizzy thinking about that, my own mother being a model for my pornographic web site. So much for reality, I thought. I'd have to make sure Kristine cut my mom a check at our going rate for models, that would make them both laugh.But Daddy was going to have a fit.I walked into the family room and didn't say a word. Neither did my father and I suspected he had some idea of what was going on in the kitchen. The man was neither.