Turned on by ... this. The first time I ... had sex with Dad in front of you, I did it primarily to ... umm ... force, I guess, you to deal with our l...ifestyle and to find out if you’d be okay with it. Your not objecting to it, even getting turned on by it, made it a lot easier to do. I’ve gotten to the point that ... while I know you’re there, that fact’s not really in the forefront of my brain while I’m getting my jollies from making love to the most wonderful ... male I know. I think I could. Out of depth, out of depth. Yara felt a moment of panic.She stifled it."I'm going for a walk," she said. She disconnected from Reflet, puttingthe avatar on autopilot. "Please don't torture my avatar without need."One of her default personalities was Reflet. "Consider that avatar anextension of me. Because it is, in many ways. Don't suspend the tests,just...." Yara used a fey gesture she'd learned recently. It was a kata,expressing the fey equivalent to existentialism.Yara sat at the end of the. It was cooler today. Her grey joggers were one of my favourite items of her clothing, they clung alluringly to her arse, thighs and crotch. I handed her her breakfast. She really was very pretty, lovely big blue eyes and a cute, but also sometimes naughty smile. A few freckles playing across her nose where the sun had caught her. Her hair was tied back and I noticed how sweet and delicate her ears were. I felt compelled to lean in and kiss her, but resisted. We were doing our own things today,. " Thanks Jean, but I give up. I will just hang out at home and forget about what I need." No, what you need is a night out with me! Tell your husband we are having a girls night out Friday night. We are going to have some fun." Thanks Jean, but I don't think I would be much fun." Shut up and get a babysitter. Your ass is going out with me."All I could do was laugh and tell her okay. Jean isn't a pushover for anything. I sent a text to my husband who I knew had plans for poker that night anyway.