I had to smile at the brash temerity that she exhibited in making me an offer she probably felt I couldn’t refuse. If she did indeed feel that way, ...he was dead wrong. I wheeled myself over to the tiny fireplace my apartment was afforded and burned her papers then and there. Me not signing them wouldn’t stop the divorce, probably not even delay it, but what the hell, she was no longer mine regardless of what any court ever said.****She was pacing up and down, thinking. Her man was out making. My feelings ran deeper, as deep as the love I had for my wife... even deeper. The five minutes of separation had awoken me to the fact that I had fallen for my daughter. The physical lust that I felt for her served to offset any guilt I might have about fantasizing about her, but the basic sensation was love.As I watched her bring over a cup of water for me, I remembered her promise to be in the nude before me, but that wasn't so important any more. What was important was that my feelings, in. "This is Sean. Sam, I didn't expect to hear from you so soon, if at all. This is a pleasant surprise. How is 'Wicked'?" he asked and Sam could tell by his voice that he was smiling."Sean, I need to ask a favor," Sam said.Sean could hear from these few words that something was amiss. "Sure Sam, any favor I can grant, you just name it." Sean, I need to borrow one of your new laser pistols," Sam said.The color drained from Sean's face. He dropped the pen in his hand onto the instantly forgotten. We'd just parked on a side street when I saw Roscoe's car turning the corner. I told Annie to put her head in my lap, like she was giving me head. He shined the light in the car, and I'm almost sure he thought it was Tina's ass sticking up in the air." Are their asses that similar?" Kitty asked."I don't have any trouble telling the difference, but it would be hard for a stranger. Annie has a little more meat on her bones, but not much more. They're both on the skinny side."Kitty patted my hand..