So, what was the explanation, and what was it that Molly needed to see me about? If I assume that Peter's accusation was paranoia, that he really did ...ave a bee in his bonnet about me, and it was causing real problems in their marriage, then may be that is what she wants to talk about. How can I help put his mind at rest? I shuddered at the thought of having to apologise to him for my part in this story. OK, I was wrong to have gone to bed with her, but I still think that was her fault more. " Are you sure you're ready for it baby? I don't want to hurt you." Daddy, if you touched my cunt you will see that I am more than ready. After all I want to do what I can you make my daddy happy."I lay back on the bed, with my legs spread wide, bit my lower lip, lowered my eyelids and watch my daddy. His eyes, filled with lust and love for me. His started by moving his big hands across my belly the upwards to my breasts. He caressing both of them then began circling each nipple causing them to. " Did you do any peeking?" No, not that I didn't try," I blushed."She caught you, didn't she?" giggled Momma."Yes, caught me trying to get the keys. But she only looked at me untilI gave her back the keys. She NEVER did spank me about it." That's my mother for you, she won't spank unless you actually dosomething worth spanking about. When you undo your bad action, sherelents. But do it again and she spanks double."And then Grandpa spanks, then Daddy." Well, for you, yes. Not for me."We heard. I heard legends of a black man. A sort of emperor. Your father?”“Something like that,” Nick chuckles.“What do you mean?”“Doesn’t matter. All that’s gone now. They needed leadership of their own people to sustain any pride they might have. Not someone such as me, who may not look like you, but not them either. Even if I felt like one of them more than I felt like anyone else. I may look like a blackamoor, and people assume I have their faith, but I don’t.”“You don’t believe in Mohamad?”“Not any.