"I see. So how are you different from a sociopath?" "That's a complex subject. I'll give you two examples. Sociopaths are pathological liars. I have t...e ability to lie without remorse, as they do. I can pass a lie detector test. But only when my code makes that possible." "Hmmm. There doesn't seem to be any quick and dirty way that I can test that. What else?" "I can admit when I'm wrong. Sociopaths can't. Their ego won't let them." "But they can lie and say that they are wrong, can't they?". "Now how about you shake that cute little butt of yours out of bed?" I got up and headed off to the bathroom for my shower. I was about halfway there when she caught up with me."Wait," she whispered, "I gotta go!" She was wearing her usual bed wear, a long t-shirt and panties. Just before she closed the bathroom door she flipped the back of her shirt up, flashing her panties at me and gave a little wiggle. I just rolled my eyes at her. She covered her mouth to stifle the giggle and shut the. I’m not a gourmet chef, by any means, but I won’t starve.”“I hate to move on to other things, but I’ve a meeting starting in a few minutes that will last most of the day. Did Brenda tell you of her new position?”John grinned and replied, “Yes, Ma’am. She showed it to me earlier this morning.” Brenda turned red as a beet, and her Aunt got the hiccups from laughing so hard.Then, with her Aunt still laughing, Brenda slapped him on the arm and said, “I’ll get you for that, Buster!”“Sorry about. I had made up my mind that I was going to have him. One way or another, I was going to have him. I had always loved him but as I got older my feelings had been changing from daughter/father love into more like lust. I was almost 18. I had wanted him more and more over the last year or so, ever since he had stopped letting me crawl onto his lap, and the rejection had hurt so much. I thought it was because he no longer loved me, it was quite some time before I realized it was because he found me.