We spoke that first time, and I arranged with her Grandmother for a Happy Birthday celebration for Yen the day after. From the end of that dinner part..., Yen and I were only separated when I was at work. She stopped using the name ‘Dad/Daddy’ that first evening, substituting my real name ‘Steve’, explaining since I wasn’t her natural father, and she was now grown up and a woman, she wasn’t the same as when we had a father/daughter relationship. Making love followed the following day, and Love. I think I smiled. At least I felt pleased and taken care of. I toldmother I wanted to whisper something in her ear.- Thanks, mom!The I licked her earlobe and breathed softly into her ear. She used tolove that little sign of gratitude and affection and kissed myforehead.- Oh, how I love you, Sam. You are my precious diamond.Visiting grandmaGrandma lived 20 minutes' drive from us. We used to visit herregularly. She was a very vital 60 years old widow with a busyschedule. Grandma was active in. Daddy has a girl friend proper who he has a whole other life with. Since his wife doesn't give it up enough to him and when his home life becomes tiresome thats where I come in. Daddy tells me all the time how I'm the "perfect girl friend" since he never has to worry about knocking me up or respecting me. I'd never come around except to service his sexual desires and indulge in his perversions. His wife didn't tolerate anal so of course I became the perfect outlet - a willing cock sleeve.Its. No damp in walls. I have been upstairs but not checked thoroughly yet." He had a morose expression as he spoke. I think he possibly thought it wasn't worth even trying. I however looked at the house from a different aspect. Tenuous it may be but I had a familial attachment to this house."Right. Start on a thorough inspection. If you need more time, I will pay you a daily rate. Make a realistic survey and a ball park figure of what it will cost."His face cleared. "O.k. Boss. I get started now..