I mean it makes no sense. We, especially me, have no intention of making daddy hurt or feel bad or suffer or any of it. So why is it that all of those...things keep happening to him,” she said. “And the thing at my wedding. I don’t know what I was thinking.”The older woman smiled. “Jenna, what you were thinking is that you were trying to get the family together once again. But, well, your daddy David was just at that place yet. Maybe one day, but not quite at that time I suppose.”“Aunt Delia I. I promise. Please.” She pulled at the sleeve of his gown, but the Spirit only pointed forward, into the darkness. She approached a mound of earth, and could barely make out the headstone. It was hers. “Please, Spirit,” she pled again, turning toward him. Grabbing the sleeve of his cloak, she clung to it, begging for another chance. But the specter shrunk and collapsed, and his sleeve turned into a bedsheet, and she saw that it was hers. She was back in her home! Best, and happiest of all, she. “Oh Brian, you make me so happy.” she cried, jumping up from her chair, running around the table and hugging me.“So when you ask her?” Mai asked.“That’s what I am working on right now. But really, I wanted to ask your permission first, since she doesn’t have a father.” I replied.I could see Mai was over come by emotion, tears quickly filling her eyes, spilling down her cheeks. She reached over the table and took my hand in hers.“Alexis tell me before you visit, she love you very much. You ask. " Oh my god. I want you so much."As I looked down at what I was doing, I couldn't believe that I actually had my penis in my hand with a tissue so full of my sperm that it was about to drip off the sides and onto the floor. If anyone would come by my cubicle, I'd be dead meat."I want you, too," I whispered hoarsely."You came for me," Rebecca said almost respectfully.I was putting my penis back in my pants when I heard someone coming down the hallway. I quickly tossed the saturated, dripping.