I knew that Donna had eaten her mother’s pussy but I asked her anyway, “Have you eaten pussy before, and who?”Donna said, “Yes! My mother!”T...hen I asked Gerri, “Have you eaten pussy before, and who?”Gerri replied, “Yes! Three of my girlfriends!”I asked, “Who!”Gerri hesitated but then said, “Sandy Smith, Jessica Jones, and Tammy Thompson!”Donna said, “No way! You ate Tammy Thompson?”Gerri blushed and said, “Yes! It was at my thirteenth birthday sleepover three years ago! We were all kind of. "Let's just order Chinese." A short while later, a s we were having dinner , Daddy dropped another bomb shell."Daddy, are you sleeping with other women ?" I I nquired . "No, Baby Girl," he assured me. "Of course not."“But I'm sure you know that your old man isn't going to be around forever," he continued . "What you mean?" I asked."Your mother and I thought it might be a good idea if you and Shane spend some time together and got to know each other," he suggested.I laughed at the absurdity of. I rang and made an appointment for early morning.Mistress arrived shortly after noon. She looked tired and travel weary. I had dressed plain in a grey figure hugging skirt, Hold up stockings a plain white thing, low kitten heeled sling backs. A plain white push up bra and a white shimmer blouse. My make up was plain and very understated. Some blusher and lipstick was the order of the day, Mistress approved and following hug she plainly stated you look nice. Thank you I said. Did you have a good. " I didn't think so." I know. That's the one thing that I'm happy about. I'm glad that I didn't hurt you." But you're not happy that we did it in the first place?" I don't know. That's the part that's confusing me. How can I be happy about something so wrong? But how can it be so wrong if it felt so good? I'm sorry, baby. I know I'm not making any sense. That's why I think we should just go to sleep now, and talk about it again in the morning. Is that all right?" Okay, Daddy. As long as you're.