She met her daddy at the door. Laughing and ready to play. She knew he wasn't sick, she was special. The whole day with daddy. That meant games an...d ice cream. Playing all day without her vicious mother around to control things. She bounced around like all little girls, ready for something fun. He watched and laughed as she fell into the couch, ready to watch television. “Maybe there's a game on or something daddy,” she laughed. “You want to watch the news.” “Sweetheart, there's no game. She’d known then how foolish she was to doubt him. He’d had a vasectomy a year previous, so there had been no possible way for him to get anyone pregnant. She knew even though he still could have had an affair, he wouldn’t have. Now it was early August, and even though he’d quit his job for obvious reasons, they were hosting a huge party in their backyard. Part of the reason was to celebrate their renewed love. They both watched as the neighbor kids played and laughed in the small above ground. And they were nice girls, not like the others…’ ‘Nice girls John? They were strippers.’ ‘No they were auditioning to be strippers, but damn, they were… ah, upscale.’ ‘Ah, okay, upscale strippers,’ Richard said mockingly. ‘Look, it doesn’t matter, it was just fucking uncouth of Mike to do that. I tell you, I should have left him there to fend off the two women, they were about to kick his ass. They’d whip him when he was sober, so as drunk as Mike was, he had no chance. He’s lucky I dragged him. The most perfect girl in bed, or... or even a poor facsimile, but... but I'm beginning to wish I were! And I'm really going to try... !"The slightest breath of air might have knocked him right off his stool, the young husband wildly thought as he listened with his lower jaw dropping to his vivaciously beautiful wife's admission, but it was her totally unexpected commitment which caused his penis to jerk urgently beneath his clothing. Beyond that, her almost child-like, apologetic air was.