’ ‘Well you just tell him I’ll be looking for him tomorrow.’ ‘Yes father.’ ‘For your penance say a good act of contrition, three hail Ma...ys, and one our father. And Mary Catherine,’ He always paused at the end like that, she hated that he did that. ‘Yes father?’ ‘Sex is for within the bonds of Holy Matrimony and only there. Do you want your immortal soul damned to hell?’ He always asked that question too. She wondered if he thought that maybe she’d change her answer. ‘No father, I don’t.’. Oh, she knew it was her own doing that had caused it - well hers and the fate of genetics… It really was not her fault that she had inherited her father’s empathic abilities and her mother’s healing talents. Making her the odd witch out, her dual nature was both a blessing and a hindrance. She could heal an injury with a single touch or a potion, but was ceaselessly bombarded by the thoughts of everyone around her, and was thus destined to be alone for her own sanity unless the one man meant to. I sat thinking about the position she was in . How it was going to help me as well because I won't have to sell the house.“Well here’s a deal ,you can have the car back,I will rent you the house”I said. Then told her I would be moving to Vermont, I will write up a contract for you to sign and I will be gone. Later that day she sadly signed a lease ,again saying she was sorry as I was loading my belongings in my truck,including my mattress.”I will call you and tell you where you can send me the. Daddy's not a bad man though. Once he saw she had learned her lesson he got some sort of lotion and started rubbing it into her red butt. I guess he had a bit of trouble getting it into all the best places because he took off his pants, put a heap of lotion on his prick (Connie told me that men have pricks, not vibrators) and stuck it into her arse. You would think that Tammy would be grateful for Daddy taking all that extra effort but she just swore at him and told him he was a bastard and.