It was then that he saw Angela's attention interrupted and her eyes moved down to his pants. He himself quickly glanced down and saw the almost grotes...que tented shape. He felt his whole body flush with embarrassment, and knew his face must be as red as a beet. He didn't know what to do; he felt too mortified to put his hand down to try to shift aside to hide what was there.Angela was feeling total shame, but at herself, not her father. That he had gotten a hard-on didn't seem to be an issue in. Maybe.Me: Shall I cum all over your body? My sister’s beautiful body?Bella: D-do whatever you like.She’s truly submitting herself to me! Time to go a bit further.Me: I think your toy is sufficiently wet now. It’ll probably slide right into that little asshole of yours.Bella has a frightened expression on her face.Bella: What?! You want me to put it in there?Me: Yes, come on, I’m sure you’ll like it.Bella: But that must hurt.Me: Not if you take it slow.With a sigh of resignation, Bella presses. “A guy I met when I was in Miami, shortly after I got out of the service.”“When you were chasing that Federal witness?”“Yeah. She had been snatched, and I was trying to find this Russian named Yuri who ran women from Eastern Europe.”“I read about him in your file.”“Yeah, well, they managed to snatch her, and I was trying to track them down. I knew about this group of redneck skinheads who had done transportation work for him, and so I went and braced one of them.”“Wait, your contact is Ronald. All you've managed to do with all this is to delay Dani's shopping trip, and to get more under my skin than usual. Nothing you've done, or tried to do, will have any real effect, not long term at least. The kids understand what role they want me to play in their lives. I'll always be their dad, and nothing you or Jeannie do or say will ever change that one simple fact."He stormed out of my office, having to be satisfied with his temporary victory. I knew I could expect an angry phone call from.