" Raphael had the assistance of a Goddess, McAllister," Aela pointed out.This seemed familiar to him, as if it echoed something in the history of his ...wn world. "There was more," and he showed her what he had read about the objects."Hmmm," she responded. "I can help with the lay of the world, I think," and went in search of a book while he read more."Here," she said, and showed him a map in a large 'Encyclopedia'. If looked at from far enough away, and with one eye closed, one might imagine a. Not only that, she had insisted that I take part in every school function that came along. All that was demanded even before the doors to the school opened for the graduating class of 1963. I expected a truly miserable nine months.I knew exactly where the school office was located. Not only because I had business there two years before, but also because I had been inside one or the other of the small rooms twice already that August. The secretary greeted me with a warm smile. She, and probably. Finally, she could bear it no longer. ‘Do it to me Daddy, please! I’m not a virgin, and I won’t get pregnant – fuck me, darling, fuck me!’ She may not have been a virgin, but she was still very tight, and I eased into her gently. Chloe stared up at me wide-eyed. ‘Oh, God, Daddy, yes!’ she breathed. I began to slowly move in and out of her, my mouth on hers and my hand kneading her breast. My daughter’s soft young body, her yielding flesh and her hot, stretched vagina were almost unbearably. "Not that I know of."Then she said something I never thought she would."I'm willing to sleep with both of you. Together, separately, whatever you want, Dean."Anita was pretty--not prettier than Camille, of course. It was an offer most men wouldn't refuse. But I didn't think twice."Sorry, Anita." I had Camille. I loved her, and I didn't need anybody else. "Why don't you ask her?" Fuck you. Fuck you, Dean." She practically spelled the words the second time.I saw Camille again a few minutes later,.