I went inside. I started to cry thinking that my own dad fucked me. What will happen if someone knows? God, please help me.Soon I fell asleep. When I ...oke up I decided to forget all of that and start the day fresh. I went to college and had not logged on to the chatting website for a week. My dad had not called me since. For the time being, I felt safe. So with all my guts, I logged in.There was tons of message from him. One said, “Sorry Shakti, I never knew it was you!” The other one said “I. .FILL ME UP WITH YOUR CUM OH MY GOD MY HUSBAND HAS NEVER MADE ME FEEL LIKE THIS!"Chris was now sobbing over the phone, it didn't help that he heard one of the men in the background."Damn bitch what if you get pregnant." I DON'T CARE.............. I NEED BIG DICKS!" Screamed back into Chris' ear. At this comment his heart shattered. Fear began to well up inside him, his wife had stopped using birth control last year after his vasectomy. Reginald was now back on the phone. "What's the matter? You. The real question was if I'd be able to come up with enough work to pay for it. Sounds like a conversation with Dad was due.I set up the strobes in my basement "studio" and started to work on some of the ideas for the valve pictures when my phone rang."Hello?" Tommy, did you forget?" Beth asked."Forget? Oh, about dinner tonight? No, why?" Because it's six-thirty and dinner is in half an hour," she explained.I looked at my watch. Shit, I'd been working down here for almost three hours, not the. I’d allied myself with the institute, and – since I’d brought a large sum of grant money into its think tank – top management was in the process of finding me a permanent office. ‘That was Carolina Brown,’ he said, leering at me as I got back to the office. ‘So, what’s her story?’ I asked, turning back to my tasks. ‘Master’s degree and a Teaching Credential, from Detroit…Wayne State,’ he responded. ‘Very bright. Divorced, coupla kids, I hear, staying back there with her mother.’ ‘Nice to look.