And I picture Dad, standing there with Mom, ready to join with her in walking me down the aisle, to give me away to Larry. Such a silly expression, gi...ing me away. They would always be my parents, and I would always love them, would always be their daughter.But then my mind went back to that awesome evening so many years ago when we had done what father and daughter are not supposed to do together. It had been a cold winter's night in Gillette. Mom was on the night shift in the hospital. I swear it. And it’s legally binding, as I just told you. There’s nothing wrong with wanting to be fucked, either. In fact, I can promise you that you’ll get fucked a lot if you’re mine. Do you wish to be mine?” Hirsch pressed the issue, due to time constraints.“If you promise that I get to be naked inside at all times, get to wear makeup whenever it’s practical, that I get tits, and that I get to fuck every day if you can arrange it. I agree to it. Oh, and do paddle me, please! I used to get. In and out. She presses her ass hard against the wall, wanting more, thrusting back into my cock so as to take it deeper. My balls slap her cunt and I wonder how wet she is. I'm betting very. I'd give anything to not have a wall between us, so I can see her sweet creamy ass and pull her long hair and spank her plump cheeks.At some point during the rough assfucking to which I'm treating my only c***d, the words just slip out. "That's a good girl, that's a good little sweetheart," I croon,. I wrote,"Yes." What is your Christmas wish?"I looked around to check no one could see. Dare I put my deepest desire?I hunched right over in case a surveillance camera caught me. "I wish I was agirl."I quickly folded it, put it in an envelope, sealed it.Am I really doing this, I thought? But Ed had already posted his, so it wastoo late to back out now. I posted it in the box by the booth, then Ed and Iheaded home."I know we can't tell," said Ed. "But I really hope mine comes true. I hopeyours.