When I sat up, I noticed once again that I was wet between my legs. Why did this keep happening and what was causing it?‘Are you awake, Daddy?’ I ...sked, poking him gently on the back.No response.‘Daddyyy?’Still nothing.I sighed, stood up and started heading towards the water. I only took a few steps when my tummy rumbled. I turned around and went back, bent over to pick out Daddy’s wallet from his pants so I could buy something to eat, I flipped his shirt up to get into his pocket and I gasped. I wasn't. Not deliberately. Was I? Whatever the answer, a knowing look covered his face."I have my coffee break in ten minutes," he simply said.His eyes darted around him to make sure he wasn't in danger of being overheard."There's a blue door at the back of the store," he said, lowering his tone. "You can park your car there..."----------My whole body was shaking as sat in my car debating whether to drive home, or around the corner to that blue door.The slutty side of me was telling me that. Me din par ghar me rehta tha to ghar ka saara saman mujhe hi lana padhta tha…Ek din me samaan lene ja raha tha to tabhi aunty ne mujhe aawaj diya aur pucha…Aunty..Kaha ja rahe ho ???Me..Samaan laane…Aunty..Mujhe bhi kuch samaan mangwana hai kya tum laadoge…(un ka ek ladka hai jo ki colg gaya hua tha isliye unhone mjhe samaan laane kaha aur us ka husband bhi ghar par nhi tha)Me..Thik hai aunty laa deta hu…Me saaman laane chale gaya aur mene mere ghar ka aur aunty ka samaan kharida mene pehle. She meekly said, Prakash its already midnight, come on don’t hesitate. I followed her with heavy heart.Soon we were at her door; she opened the door of her 4th floor apartment with a key from her purse.We entered her house. She locked the door behind. She said I stay alone. Her only daughter whom she loves too much married before two years. She said my husband died before six months. I said sorry for your husband’s death, and wished good to her married daughter.She cleared her throat, and said.