To mein boli,Me: ab to le lo maa wo wali bra,Mummy: thik hai ek 36c size ke nikaliye lekin white color only,Shopkeeper: white nahi hai behen, black ya...phir red le lijiye,Mummy: (meri taraf ghum ke), konsa loon?Me: black le lijiyePhir hum log shop me 650 ka bill payment krne ke baad ghar wapas aayi. Tab tak papa v aa chuke the. Me papa ki ladli hoon aur papa roj mere liye chocolate ya phir golgappa laate hai. Aur chocolate lene ke baad mein papa ko boli,Me: papa aj hum log shopping ke liye gaye. My heart pounded in my chest. I quickly nodded, not trusting my voice to speak. A thin sheen of sweat had formed on my forehead and she quickly wiped her sleeve over my face, leaving the sweater damp and sticky.Slowly she backed away from my chair and leaned against the desk, her hand playing idly with the firm tips of her breasts, still covered by her soft sweater. She gasped as I removed the newspaper, her breath catching in her throat, and she blushed. Looking behind her, she saw my office. “If I’m not really Dad’s kid...”“Deena,” I said. “Your dad’s ... He raised you. You’ve always been his daughter. He doesn’t believe anything different. Why should you?”“I dunno,” she returned. “I love ‘im. Always have. No other dad...”“Then we don’t tell ‘im,” I said.“Oh, come on, Haley ... He’s Dad. Your Bill. You KNOW he’s not gonna forget we sent those things off. He’s gonna ask about the results.”“I know...” I said.“What if it’s true? I’m scared, Haley. Really.”“Why?”“If I’m not really. My heart almost jumped out of my mouth. I pulled my legs off the table and adopted a fetel position in my chair, with my fingers still in my throbbing pussy and hand clutching my tit, I sat forward until my head was on my lap. I was too scared to look up, but when I did he was not there. ‘Fuck!’ I thought. As the minutes ticked by, I realised I was not embarrised but more emboldened by been having been caught. He must want me, I thought as I moved into the next phase. My need for a nam had.