What a bloody fool her father was to ruin his life like that! I'll bet he's regretting it. He's lost the love of a beautiful, intelligent and sexy wom...n. He's also lost the love and trust of a beautiful and intelligent daughter who seemingly idolised him before he started messing her about. God! If I get the chance I'll do my best to make sure he hasn't ruined Annette. I think I've got to persuade Deborah to be a bit less over-protective too. Oh come on, Richard! What business is it of yours?. She was wearing a short silk robe I’d bought her years ago over a pair of shorts and a loose camisole. I leered at her cleavage as she dug into her grapefruit. Over the morning’s Sports section, of course. My mind wandered to the events of the night before: the incredible fuck we’d shared on the kitchen island followed by the erotic fantasy her sister had shared with me under hypnosis. I barely felt like the same person I was a week ago–frustrated and desperate. Now all I could think about was. She said she was impressed by my writing and asked me if we could chat sometime.I was on cloud nine reading this but at the same time was skeptical about her.Finally we had a long chat the same night where I got to know that she is a 29 year old unmarried lady with decent looks( yes that’s what she said;P ) and was working in HR department of an IT firm( obvious it’s Bangalore: D).I felt a good vibe talking to her and she asked if we could chat once again. I said sure and she responded with the. Just before the paramedics put Randal into the ambulance, I reached out and grazed his hand again. His memories were still jumbled but I caught glimpses of a house and a number. There were also images of my family. They were doing things to one another, trying to fulfill all the desires they had tried to get me to do to them. There was even a glimpse of my father, a look of anger and pain on his face, but I couldn't tell what he was doing or what was happening to him.Andrea caught my move and.