“Do you know where to go?”She nodded and started walking, far slower than she’d walked in the library just a few hours ago. “We’ll go to Bra...a. The Prince’s Guard can’t go there easily, and if they come they won’t find us.”I knew about Braka. Cat had talked about being born there and the few years of life she’d had as a fisherman’s daughter. The place was a dump, supposedly the worst part of Karanas. It was a floating city made of old boats and anything else that could possibly stay above water. The rough patch that he referred to had been the death of my girlfriend and her little brother in a massive accident that I was involved in. A drunk had ran a red light and slammed into our Honda Accord and totaled it. Miraculously I had not been hurt much more than a few bruises and a shit load of mental anguish. My girlfriend’s brother died instantly. She, however, had not been so lucky. I sat there with her as she cried in my lap. I had never felt so powerless in my life. What the fuck had I. That might be acceptable to Lindsay, provided that it didn't interfere with work. Stacey knew that her boss had flirted with her a lot in the past few weeks, although she did it subtly enough and Stacey never complained about it (as it was flattering to her vanity). While Stacey preferred men for certain, she didn't mind an occasional bi-curious thought."Stacey, are you ill?" Cheryl asked her.Cheryl was another annoying co-worker, but she at least meant well. She just had it easier with her. But, I was about to be told a revelation that would be just the first one that day. Being curious, and knowing she was at a point where she wanted to tell, I asked who the father really was then. She paused for a moment, and then said that she wouldnt have said anything, but what I was doing to her pussy felt just like her daughters father did. Then she hit me with it&hellip,Mark was not the father, but MY father was the actual father! She proceeded to tell me about how it all started with the.