We walked down the little dirt path that lead to the cubbyhouse side by side, past the bushes and trees that had been left to overgrow. My mother said...she liked the natural look, but to me it just looked bad. The cubbyhouse was built pretty big. It had one central room, with two rooms off to either side. It had been filled with a bunch of things over the years from kitchen sets to tool benches. As we entered the doorway I realised just how big it was. I didnt have to stoop at all, and Tom only. Great food, great entertainment, and they always have some games for those who attend and prizes to be won. It’s a little expensive though.Me: Thanks for the offer, we’ll certainly keep in mind.Amy: Dad, I’m just going to use the restroom.Me: Okay, sweetheart.Olivia: I’ll come with you, Amy! Need to freshen up!Amy: Okay.Graham: Can you get me a cool drink when you’re back?Olivia: Sure thing, babe. Dad.Oh my did she just call her dad as ‘babe’? Olivia and Amy headed to the restroom. They were. It turned out their word for us was strange food. Imagine telling the Captain, "Excuse me Sir; their word for us is Strange Food." Damn it, rescind that invitation to dinner," the Captain would shout. "And man the guns."Jan was roused from his maundering, an occupational hazard of spaceflight when all you had to do was look at stars, by his daughter bouncing down the tube. She jumped into the control room and breathlessly hopped over, leaning down so she was at eye level, "Daddy, when are you. Only taking your sperm into my womb and bearing your child is more intimate than that."With that she again took me back into her mouth and after a long slow gentle sucking that seemed to last for hours, I once again merged another little part of my soul with hers. We were very late for dinner that night and just barely got to the dining hall in time before it shut down at 9 p.m. sharp. The secret was now shared between the two of us and I was sure things would never quite be the same again.