God, that girl can really push my buttons.I ended up staggering until I grabbed a chair myself. When I did, Kim promptly plopped herself on my lap and... wrapped her arms around my neck. The love floating around that room was so thick you could cut it with a knife. When dad walked in the whole thing repeated over again except he didn't have tears in his eyes but I could tell he was close. He handed out kisses to the three girls and when he got to mom, he was so intense I thought he was going to. My stomach went cold. I remembered that I couldn’t trust my best friend any longer. She was my futa-mom’s sex slave. If I let it out that I was staring at a MILF, Mom would find out. She would get suspicious.“No, no,” I said then latched onto the girl bending over at the drinking fountain, her tartan skirt falling over her rump. “I’m looking at Aoi.”“Aoi?” Natalie asked. “That nerd.”The Japanese girl had glasses on and wore a loose, white blouse and a schoolgirl tartan skirt that went well past. On the Saturday we all trooped down to the Union television room for ‘Doctor Who’, for the first episode of a two-part story, ‘The Sontaran Warrior’, set on a future Earth. As the bar was open, we had a couple of pints all round before heading back to the flat for tea, and then it was back to the books for the evening. On Sunday, Vee and Fred had a Folk Society rehearsal for their Saint David’s Day concert on 1st March, and the other four of us had a quick walk around Roath Park to look at the. Come on, that's prime nooky.Not a fucking chance, no sir.And that was how it started. I did some digging and some honest research for a change and found out that she was Melissa, and indeed the senior partner's one and only child, a nineteen-year-old graduate of a second level British college now working on a law degree.Some more digging and careful questions of well-placed informants convinced me that her Daddy was bonking her regularly; she was his well-educated fuck-toy. She was frequently.