" It finally hit me. This guy was my father. My real father. Not some random guy that she met in the diner. It was okay fucking him when he was just h...r boyfriend, but now? My stomach did a flip-flop as I thought about it.She kept talking, saying thing about shared living expenses and other shit, but I wasn't hearing her. I couldn't. I had just learned that I had sex with my father several times and now he was moving in with us and it probably would happen a lot more.I was still sitting there. I could feel the love flowing from her into my leg.I felt the mucous in the back of my throat and coughed up a wad of it. Keeping it in my mouth, I went into the bathroom, spitting it in the toilet. Back in the kitchen, I continued to work on my soup. Jill put her hand back on my leg.Mary was emptying out the grocery bags while all this was going on, occasionally asking Jill where she wanted something. She came over to the table when all the bags were emptied."Anything else I can do?" Would you. Jeff had accompanied her on the preflight, not saying a word until she completed it, but that slight nod and accompanying grin he gave her when she finished were better than any grade she had ever received at the academy.After stowing her travel case in the tiny "stateroom," she headed for the bridge. As she snuggled into the pilot's seat, her AI commented, "I understand that you have completed your interceptor training. My weapons, speed and shields won't match an interceptor's, but neither. The drinks were flowing and our group started to mingle a bit. I started talking to this really hot girl named Chris who worked for a local media buying agency.I bought her a few drinks and as is often the case, the conversation turned to sex. I was quizzing her about the wildest experiences she had ever had or wanted to have, and she told me that she had often fantasized about having sex with another woman but never had the opportunity to act on it.We took this conversation to the dance floor,.