He poured me a glass of whiskey when I entered. I reluctantly accepted then we both sat down to watch the highlights of a rugby match. How have been? ... asked him. Good. Same shit different day, he replied dryly. You break up with Caran like you said you would? Yep. Finally. She was nice but it just got boring. Good. I was starting to think it might get serious. At least you have Zo? he said with a wry smile. He knew I liked her, but any man would find her attractive. A bit too young I think, I. I could almost believe she was wholly mine.Since that day, I've stopped reminding myself that she's my daughter. I am in love with her physically and emotionally.At night, I build a fire against the cold. I like the work of maintaining a wood stove for heat over the simplicity of a thermostat. Most winters, I take down a tree. I split the logs myself and build a pile against the back of the house.I like it more now that Kat is home again.She comes out to stand by the fire until the whole house. Trying to figure out when I had lost everything, a second drink was served - still staring at my cock, regretting the decision to come in here and find out what it was like that had the local people so afraid, I was suddenly aware of someone standing on stage in front of me. Looking up, a sudden shock took over my body. If there were ever a perfect woman made on this earth, she was standing before me. Flawlessly dark skin, breasts that were large, firm and perfect, standing proud on her chest -. By then Mum had returned, and though I continued to protest feebly, Icould do little but watch as a pair of pink knickers were pulled intoplace, at which point she placed me down in front her and held out thepurple sundress in-front of my terrified, humiliated eyes. The dress hada floaty, almost pleated skirt, with a blue belt for contrast and a folddown embroidered collar, out of which emanated two frilled shoulderstraps with bows on the top that rested perfectly on either shoulder-top.Then,.