I told my secretary to send them in. This happened throughout the day. Finally, my last interview was up. I told my secretary to send them in, and in ...alked the ghost with whom I had sex with the night before. My face flushed and my panties started to moisten. I stood up and shook his hand. When I stood up, my juices flowed down my leg. My face kept getting hotter and a deeper shade of red. He asked me if I was alright, and I said, "Yes, I am fine. Please take a seat." I asked him what his name. I started to get on my knees, and daddy said no. I was to stand with my ass peeking out from my skirt as I sucked on him.John was so thick from the excitement of me acting like his little girl, that he filled my mouth with his hot cum. I swallowed all of him and continued sucking him until he was rock hard again. He pulled from my mouth and told me to turn around and bend over. John lifted my skirt, slapped my ass, then shoved his dick deep in my wet pussy. He got himself nice and wet,. He’d come round and bring me dinner when my mother went off on a bender. Or he’d take me back to his house where it was safer. Nothing dodgy. He was always kind, never touched me or anything like that. He treated me nice. When I was about 15 I moved into his house and my mother almost had a party. No more problems ... She died of an overdose a few years ago now. I don’t miss her. But Danny ... Danny looked after me. He was everything a daddy should be, but I knew he wasn’t my daddy ... And when. ”“And what would you tell me if I said that to you?” I asked with a wry smile.“Now you’re fighting dirty!” Bethany replied with a smile.“At least you’re smiling instead of crying,” I said.“I think this either ends with us both smiling or both crying, and I’m not sure which. I’m not even sure which decision creates which result,” she said, sounding exasperated.“I’d say you have a decision to make. I’ve made mine.”“Will you make love with me?” she asked.“No,” I said firmly. “Absolutely.