They may even get to go into a real bathtub." I give up. It is just the way I was brought up, it may well vary with affluence and the number of childr...n." Well you saved yourself ten bucks too."Corinne went to bed after two sets of kisses and I went back to the front room for a change of clothes. I didn't have a robe and one offered me was many times too big.John and I discussed a wide range of topics. Music was the main subject but we did get into history before turning in. I now had a lot of. A studio apartment, very nondescriptive. Could be anywhere in Gotham City—or for that matter any city. A small bed, three dressers, small kitchenette. Then he noticed two suitcases in the corner. Someone was either just moving in or ready to move out.Next he again tried his bonds. No good, they were strong leather straps. He was strapped to some sort of homemade wooden table, attached to some sort of wheel and pulley system that allowed the bed to be raised and lowered. He could be turned. I had just been fucked, and the shock and realization simply held me stock still and frozen to the spot, as daddy’e semen formed a pool around my bare feet. I turned to face him, still conscious of remaining silent outside the door, ‘Daddy what just happened’, I reached up and whispered into his ear? ‘We made love darling’, he replied as if it was a very normal act between a father and daughter, 25 minutes ago, I was a virginal girl, still dreaming of princes and fairytale weddings, now I was. Did I regret it? Not really. “I’m cool if you are,” I replied. Mark looked relieved. “Are you?” I asked. “Yes, if you are.” And then, “I don’t suppose we are going to say anything to your mum, are we?” “I wouldn’t have thought so,” I said and started giggling. Mark laughed too; a little nervously at first and then whole heartedly. “Well you’d better go get a shower while I clean up here.” I said when we had finished laughing. “Is that OK with you?” And, as he moved towards the door, “Will it.