"Unhh yeah! Goddamn yes!" he cried. "Ahh yeah—hot fucking cum deep in your cunt, daughter." Oh ah—ooh Daddy—ahh yes!" she gasped."Sweet fucking ...ussy, I'm gonna fuck you every day. Ah yeah, I'm gonna screw you, daughter, every day." Ooh, Daddy, I want it—every day." You're gonna get it, honey," he replied.He had her next in her bedroom. They were on their knees on the bed, facing each other. He clutched her head and pressed it down. "Suck my dick, honey. Suck it good."He slid his cock into her. This night I had been really bad and spent more time sitting down than playing which Emily thought was hilarious.'You shouldn’t laugh its not funny'i grumbled.'Well we all lose sometimes babes don’t worry and its not fair I don’t get to look at your bum because you always lose’ she smiles at me.'oh thanks what would your dad say'We laugh and at the end of the night I say goodbye and ask Emily if she will be here next week to which she replies yes and my heart and mood brighten with that. “Do you really think you intimidate me, Arlene? Tit power, maybe?”“Hell, my tits are bigger and shapelier than your cock probably is.”“Want to test that, honey?” She reddened.Suddenly, I felt I was in two realities. I remembered the slut-faggot exchange from my original youth, and that there was permanent hostility between the popular Arlene and me. As I wondered how it could be different this time, I realized that Lois had entered the room. She watched the interactions for a few minutes, and. ”Gastro frowned as he asked, “Have we met before, merchant? Your voice seems slightly familiar, but distantly so.”Sistero had been standing to one side, near her new husband, and she commented, “It seems that way to me as well, Gastro. Has this merchant been here before? Have you, merchant?”Hairy was quick to say, “Yes. I have been here two times, but just short visits: I didn’t do much business either time. That would probably explain it.”Gastro declared, “Then either I missed you or you.