“Princess?” My dad called into the dark room. I did not respond, my head now safely on my pillow, turned away from him. “Are you asleep, little ...girl?” He asked, his voice closer now. Still, I did not respond. I felt him pull my blanket back, the fabric moving slowly as he tugged it off the bed. He then sat down, the bed squeaking slightly from the shift in weight. “Sleeping so soundly…” I heard him mumble, his hand touching the back of my thigh lighty. His fingers inched up my exposed flesh,. Her tears stopped. ‘Yes. And I don’t want you to try to talk me out of it,’ she said. Taking a deep breath, she spoke again. ‘You’re lonely. Don’t deny it. If I’m going off to college, who’s going to look after you?’ ‘Don’t worry about it,’ he said, taking her by the shoulders. ‘You’ve got your life to lead. Go to school. Make something of yourself. Whatever life you choose, I’ll be proud of you. So will your mom and dad.’ ‘Don’t give me that bullshit!’ she snapped. ‘Erica,’ he said firmly.. I dragged myself forward and then back, grinding over you. You moaned in response, I kissed you again, harder this time. You gripped my arse, pulling me into you, my tits pressed against your chest. "I don't think I need this dress anymore." I smirked, pulling it over my head and throwing it somewhere to my left. Your hands moved from my arse to run over my breasts and pinch my sensitive nipples. I moaned and ground my crotch into you once again. You leaned to kiss the top of my boobs; I. .. the thought of you - being the pregnant one and having sex!" She fought the oncoming laughter. "Did you have to do it doggie style?" she sputtered as she broke into laughter again.Bill started to speak, then his angry frown slowly melted as he lowered his head, nodding slightly as he did so. Soft chuckles slowly became belly-shaking laughs.To the side, Annie stood, her mouth agape as she watched Bill and Laura laughing at what _should_ have been, and indeed started out as, a nasty.