“I really liked it, too. I miss it.”“Addie!”“What?” she asked, looking back up at me.“Jesus! I molested you?”“No. I told you. It was...my idea. No molesting.”I swigged a large gulp of scotch. Jesus Christ! I molested my own daughter? What sort of father was I? Stunned was an understatement for how I felt.While my brain just about exploded trying to grapple with the news, Addison rose and straddled my lap. She smiled, leaned forward, her hands on my shoulders, and kissed me. Her lips were soft and. I’m taking ownership of you, Daddy. You’re going to serve someone and that someone is I. I’ve read the words of pleading that you’ve written to strangers on the Internet. You really need to clear your chat history, Daddy. I’ve read you pleading and begging for things to happen to you that still make me blush. I may be able to do those things to you someday but, for now, you’ll do anything and everything I say.” I nodded, not necessarily ashamed of the things I had done but remorseful that I. We immediately lip locked. After a minute, she stopped and said we should move to her room as Rashmi might wake up. She entered in her room and I followed her. She locked the door and we started kissing immediately behind the door. While kissing, we crashed on bed and switched on the air conditioner.She was lying on the bed and I was on the top. While kissing, I was pressing her left boob and she was rubbing my dick from above the pant.We both started undressing each other. I removed her saree. I am Yelena.”“My name is Corec.” He continued down the row, introducing his companions.“I believe you know Bishop Lastal,” Yelena said, “and this is my husband, Sarlo.”“I remember you!” Katrin said. “That day in the Tailors’ Quarter!”Sarlo grinned. “Yes. As I recall, you ran right into me and almost fell over.”“You had a rune!”Yelena cleared her throat. “Shall we get this out of the way?” She moved around to the front of her desk and slipped the shawl off her shoulders. Six glowing red runes.