Then I got the visitor that I did want to see, my daughter.God she was pretty. Just like her momma, I mean just like her. I was so proud and so glad t...at I’d been able to step up to protect her. If I never did anything else worth a damn in my life that would be enough, I thought, as I watched her stride purposefully toward me.“Daddy!” she cried as she got close. She nearly crushed me with her hug. “Are you okay? Momma told me, just an hour ago, that you were out. I’d have been here sooner, but. She blinked, staring up at the ceiling. Never before had she felt such helplessness, such terror. Her feet touched the basement floor. Hank's grip on her hair relaxed. But, when she started back for the stairs once more, he tightened his hold, pulling back on her hair so hard he brought her to her knees."Uughhhhh!" Betty grunted in pain."Hank!" Annie cried."Shut up and get back here."In a moment, Betty found herself on her back, struggling under the big heavy athlete. He was pulling her hair. In the meantime, I took my hands and pressed her breasts. She caught my hand and encouraged me to press her other breast.I went from the driver seat to her seat and she sat on my lap. The AC was turned on. The chillness made us hug much tighter. We again kissed for a much longer duration.I then broke the kiss and removed her top. She felt shy and covered her breasts. There was no talking between us. Just pure love and sex.I kissed Shalini’s hands, then moved her hands aside and buried my face. It doesn't taint your teeth, you know.I hugged my scotch and listened. She gushed by now. This Phil was worse than even I suspected. Mary already had a crush on him in high school. She had never been able to shake it, although she had had a million good reasons.I supposed that Irene must know all about the flings. Mary said no. She had always been too embarrassed to say anything, until now. But she thought Irene was too clever not to suspect. I told her that Irene had indeed sometimes told me.