Instead I retired to my own bedroom, listening to the mix tape Simon had made me, just trying to calm down before going to sleep.The next morning, I w...ke up to find music in my ears - apparently I’d fallen asleep with my headphones still in. To my surprise, I was still incredibly worked up - so much so that even though he was the target of my anger, I was considering crossing the hall and insisting that Simon hypnotize me, just so I could relax. A few weeks ago, he’d done some kind of online. Over those weeks and months Daddy increasingly stayed home more than he had ever done before, hardly ever missing dinner, his social life now evenings with his daughter.I even teased him from time to time, as I'd sit with him watching a movie I'd ask him why he wasn't out with one of his many girlfriends, how come he was spending so much time at home. "I'm only going to have you for a few more months' sweetie," he'd reply as he hugged me.Increasingly I felt and saw his excitement, the growing. At first I felt embarrassed at my lack of experience but then I heard him moan in pleasure. He put his hands on my head and pushed me to go deeper and deeper. I put him in my mouth as much as I can, nearly gagging. Although I've said I’ll never have oral sex, that it seemed immoral and ‘icky’, I didn’t care. He was the man of my dreams and I’ll do anything to make him happy. While I was sucking I felt something hot running down my throat, I swallowed the load then pulled him out of my mouth and. “Step daughter,” Lucy reminded him, “Him and me Mam ent married any road and me half sisters is all bastards.”“I wouldn’t call all of em bastards, bloody irritating mebe,” I confessed.“She means technically,” the Vicar said helpfully, “So there is a lot to organise, flowers, bells, choir,”“That’s bollocks is that,” Lucy says, “No flowers, no bells, no choir, no bloody fancy dresses, just call the Banns, marry us part way through morning service and then us can get started on a son and heir for.