She wouldn't confess to being known to me in any other way either.I did know another Asian woman but that could not be her. That was the secretary of ...he CEO of our company. She would get mad when somebody called her that though. She said she was his assistant. She might have been Japanese, but she did look much taller than my Trapped. Her hair didn't look as long and thick either. She usually wore it as a bum on the top of her head.Enough about the secretary. Back to Trapped.She moved to get. For some reason I would get an erection thinking about my naughty girlfriend and her dad, yet at the same time thought of how alien it really was to me. Having sex with a family member is something I had only heard of and never witnessed or experienced in my life. I guess if he was raping her everything would change. This is something she was willingly as an adult engaging in. I had managed to fall back to sleep just before day break. When I awoke again I heard her and her father in the kitchen. I knew I might as well tell the truth, she'd probably find out anyway."And you've seen them naked?" Would you be mad if I had?" I asked trying to cover myself."No, but I'd be curious to know if anything more than just photography went on between the three of you?" Um, well, something kind of went on between you and me, right?" Yes, it did and that's why I'm curious. I might just want to reward the photographer in the same way. That is, if he likes what he sees." Are you really serious? I mean. "I'm Virtue Y--," she said. "Don't you remember me, me and my sister and our poor mother? They call me Trudy."It came back slowly including the fact that her father was a turncoat officer that I would have gladly killed on sight. "You work here?" I asked, looking down at her and still trying to get my thoughts together."Indentured," she said, "well, apprenticed, much the same thing." How did that happen?" Long story," she said and then she raised her voice. "Mr. Johnson, all right if I go get.