"Stanley, I want to talk to you about my daughter and you. I won't beat around the bush, 'Have you and Beth had sex?'"Omigod, here it comes. Her mom i...s going to end all the fun."Um, well, no. No, we haven't. I haven't even done it myself."She reached over and placed her hand on my pants and began to rub as she said, "I think it would be best for Beth if her first time was with a man who knew something about fucking."Yes, Beth's mom said, 'fucking, ' just like it was an everyday household word. I muttered under my very angered breath “What now?” as she opened it and turned on the speaker phone, holding it close enough to hear or speak, but doesn’t say a word. “Barney, we’ve had to change the plans damn it, we have to sail in two hours, so get your cock out of that sweet pussy you had on the dock and get your ass down here now.” I was pissed off enough to tell the son of a bitch to cram it, but managed to maintain myself enough to reply “But I can’t, it’s not possible.” The. Makes me feel all warm and tingly.’ He watched for a bit longer, then hesitantly asked, ‘Can I?’ Dinah smiled up at him. It had been so long since she had felt his mouth suckle at her breast. He used to love that before …. ‘Sure. I’d love that!’ Ian swaddled the baby’s feet so he didn’t get kicked in the head, then latched his own mouth to Dinah’s other nipple. He suckled mouthfuls of sweet, warm mother’s milk, nursing along with his daughter until they both were satisfied. He took the baby. "Is that really you, Mark?" Yes, darling. What's the matter?"Victoria clung to him, wracked with sobs. "Oh, darling! Oh, darling! You came for me."Mark held her, mystified. "Yes, my sweet, I'm here. I've never been away." Really?" Really." He kissed the top of her head. "Have you had a bad dream?"There was a long pause and then she looked up at him, tears still pouring. "Yes, Mark. A horrid, horrid dream. There were two of you," she sobbed. "One was the real you but you were the other side of.