I wanted to tie her to a chair and cut off her body parts and feed them to her piece by piece. I conjured up all kinds of ways to make her pay for wha... she’d done. I kept those thoughts to myself though.I had three little girls, and they were very important to me. It wasn’t that cold out, but I brought in some chunks of firewood and started a fire in the old fireplace. The five of us all sat around it. Sarah, Emily, and I toasted marshmallows and made s’mores for the younger ones. Emma. You just have to have beer with barbecue. We got back to the ferry crossing with about 5 minutes to spare before the last crossing of the day.After breakfast the next morning, I put a second coat of paint on everything and we fiddled with the other appointments to make sure everything looked all right. That took us until lunchtime and we took a break for that.In the afternoon, we got the suspended ceiling hung and in place. For all intents and purposes, this looked and felt like a hospital. Her hands slid into her shorts, and then pushed them down. She was reluctant to stand back up, no doubt embarrassed about being nearly naked in front of her father. When she did stand, I was gazing at a pair of red, high-cut satin panties, a perfect V covering her pussy. I simply started at her, no longer seeing my daughter, the little girl I raised for her entire life. Instead, I saw the whore that she had become, and my blood boiled.“Come within arm’s reach, and part you legs”, I. I was afraid to wake Wishes, afraid that when she remembered what we had done last night she would be disgusted. I knew in my heart that she loved me, but in my head I couldn’t get rid of the thought that she was a straight girl not a lesbian and in the cold light of day she would think this was some kind of huge mistake.I don’t know how long I lay there almost afraid to breath and wake her. It was a strange mixture of feelings, my lust was tempered by the fear inside me, keeping me just on the.