However, they are the source of almost all of the troubles in our lives, from relationships to finances. Like hijackers who hold a car owner at gunpoi...t they seem harmless as long as we co-operate and go along with their directions.Once our car is trashed they'll go and find another victim to joy ride in - at our expense! We do have some degree of control over them - like a landlord has over a tenant but if we have given them space they demand to stay like so many dirty squatters! They drain. If anyone asked about me, the tapster could report that I was upstairs (behind a rather sound and sturdy door). It was unlikely there would be any actual trouble, but I wanted to see if anyone was keeping tabs on me and asking about my whereabouts. Perhaps the killer was working alone but I thought it likely that he had at least some help and that I should assume that I was now being watched at all times.With the promise of more silver in his palms tomorrow, I sped off into the night down the. “I am home, my love. I brought you a stripie pelt for your experts to prepare, as well as a sack of sea salt.”“Thank you, John. You do not look well, my love. Report to Sheila and Vickie for medical attention, please. I will hear all about your adventure later.”John trudged off with his entourage, and the girls handed off the salt and the stripie pelt to others to work on, before taking him to strip his clothing off, and get into his sleeping area. He was told there would be no sex until he was. Grabbing her hips, I flipped her over onto her back, dislodging her hand and startling a shriek from her. Before she could react I pulled her thighs apart and lay my weight over her tiny little body, rubbing my cock against her soaking wet pussy lips. “Dad? What the fuck?!” She shouted as she tried to push me away.“Shh, baby. I know you need this. I’m just giving your pussy what it needs, baby girl,” I said breathlessly as I thrust against her pussy, loving the feel of her slick lips against my.