Then Sophie really sealed it when she said, "Can we call Steve, daddy?"There were a lot of tears as we all hugged. Life couldn't be better.The next mo...rning, around ten, I found Izzy in the bathroom in tears. "Izzy, what's the matter?" I said."Oh Jessie, I've been so utterly stupid, I've ruined everything," she sobbed. Completely baffled I hugged her until she calmed down. Leading her to the bed she kept saying, "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry." Sniffing, she pulled something out of the pocket of. I could tell from the pressure in my trousers. "I'm sure. I want this to be perfect when it happens." Oh, it's going to happen?" I want it to. But not now. It wouldn't be right. I better go." Okay. Jeeze, you're not very traditional, are you?" No, I'm not, but I better go, before I change my mind. I can't pretend I'm not tempted." Okay, I won't ask again. At least, not tonight." With a grin.And I left. Now don't get me wrong. I've got a sex drive like anyone else. I wanted to stay. God, I. She knew he wasn't sick, she was special. The whole day with daddy. That meant games and 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 on this early in the morning,” he gently replied. “I'm going. She knows they're safe with her mother, but she doesn't like risking the chances. I give her credit for that. I may not have kids, but more parents should take such wise advice. “I love you, bitch. I'll see you next week.” “Love you too, slut,” I tease her back. I watch the smile widen on her face to the name I only use for her. We do it all in good fun but most don't understand our sick sense of humor. I say goodnight to the others Kayla is taking back into the city and go inside. I usually.