I have no real ID with my name anywhere. I never was fingerprinted; I was not a criminal when I left home, and I lost the copy of my license years ago... Nobody I meet knows my real last name, not even me. When I don’t know my own last name, you’ll have a bull of a time figuring it out yourself.I have never had an apartment and when I stay in hotels I pay in cash. With no ID or credit history, nobody is going to give me a credit card, and I have no bank account. It’s not like I try to cover my. I’d chosen Denny’s; there was always a Denny’s around as far as my experience indicated.I saw her enter. She was hanging on his arm. It looked like she needed the support. Well, that made the two of us, But no, I wouldn’t be hanging on my future son-in-law’s arm.“Daddy!” she screamed breaking away from him and coming to me. Okay, round one for her.“Hello Jenna,” I said, hugging her back. Then there was the breaking into sobs, mostly by her, but I wasn’t a too distant second.“Daddy this is. I knew you couldn’t see me, I just guessed that you believed it wasn’t me but it still excited me to see you in the flesh for the first time knowing what was going to happen. I could not keep my fingers still.”I keep pushing my finger in and out of you, my thumb rubbing your clit and you spread your legs even further. Your grab my wrist and stop me“Christy, for God’s sake just fuck me, now!”I smile and roll over, lifting your legs high and spreading you wide but I can’t resist lowering my head. One is that he can laugh at himself; he can even enjoy laughing at himself.“So, what did I do?” He looked at me. “What did I forget to do?” He was getting warmer. I was hungry, and he wasn’t dressed for going out. I looked in the ‘fridge to see what could make a quick meal. His lunch was still there. He’d be famished when he thought of food. Right now, though, he was thinking about placating me -- and well he should. “Aren’t you going to tell me?” Not this time. “Did you call and I didn’t get.