Dish and I were busy with work but used that time to bond as father and daughter while at the same time we discussed the possibility of our having sex... She also shared quite a few tales with me about her other family in West Virginia.Three days after Ann gave Ashley the lip balm, we invited Ashley and Devon over for dinner. I was quickly able to confirm that Ashley was susceptible to my whims and fed her the desire to nag Devon to take the contracting job I was going to offer him of doing most. She got about half of him and she stopped, she asked me if I would run to our room and get some lube and help her. I smiled and took off running into the house to grab it. When I came back out, I could tell that she made a little bit of headway but not much. I squirted lube onto his cock, she told me to rub it around so it covers everything, this was odd for me again but I actually squirted some into the palm of my hand and as she raised herself up, I actually found myself stroking his cock. When the fog lifted from my brain, I saw Nick punching me. "Let me go Nick!" I screamed. "Help! Help!" I cried, my arms thrashing wildly. I hoped that someone would be nearby and could help save me from Nick. I tried to open my eyes. When I did, I realized that there were two people on either side of me. I looked up into the face of one of them and saw Kevin."Thank God Kevin's here," then I passed out.The next time I woke up, I was in a hospital room with Kim and Kevin sitting beside my bed.. My thumb cracked the seal. “But if there's anything weird in here...” I arched an eyebrow.“It won't be my fault,” she protested.I pulled out the letter and glitter spilled out with it, coating my fingers. I unfurled the letter, which looked written on old fashion paper. It wasn't computer paper or notebook paper, but thicker and with a yellow tinge to it. I unfolded it and saw more of the silver cursive. It was so neat, even beautiful, like something written two hundred years ago.My dearest.