As was my practice of late, I limited myself to two glasses at dinner, plus a snifter of brandy with dessert. During dinner, the orchestra had played ...ostly background type music, but after dinner they began to step up the tempo and play music that was more suitable for dancing. We didn’t immediately go to the dance floor, because we were engaged in a brisk conversation with an acquaintance from the French government on what the United States intended to do in regard to the war. I was gratified. I know this is a little repetitive, but I could hardly say anything else."You didn't complain a few moments ago," he punctuated this moment by abruptly slipping a finger into my damp pussy, "and I would say that you really aren't complaining now, either."For the first time he moved to where I could see his cock. It was only the second cock I'd seen in my life and it was a lot thicker than the other one and, it seemed impossibly long in comparison. Mr. Edwards saw me staring and he took it in. I wasnt interested in listening to him, I didnt care what he had to say. I wanted out of there, being with him was a huge mistake and I finally realized it. He stood in front of me while I was getting dressed, telling me to let him explain. I continued to dress while he talked. He told me he was afraid of hurting me or the baby, he couldnt guarantee he'd have full control when he fucked me. That the dr explained to him that the cervix was closed and thats what helped to hold the baby inside of. I pull into the driveway and headed toward the front door. As I got my keys out to unlock the door, the door swung open and there stood Cassie. She was wearing a long robe and black stilettos. Before I could say anything, she said, “There is nothing I can do about being your daughter. I know you love my mom, and I don’t want to change that. I hope that there is enough for me too. As for being a student, that problem is solved.” With that, she let the robe fall to the floor, and stood in front.