A while later, Sylvie and Mandy returned to the room and interrupted my fantasies. Sylvie had on her silk wrap, even shorter than mine and Mandy had o... Sylvie’s sheer satin nightie. To my disappointment Mandy had kept on her bra and panties underneath. Both bra and panties appeared to be white lace and showed through the cream satin. I adjusted my robe trying to hide my growing erection. Sylvie curled up on the couch next to me, drawing her legs under her and Mandy sat on the chair opposite,. She looked so much like Kurt, but softer, the feminine form of him. Lips not as bold, nose not as pointed, cheeks rounder.A strange twitch beat in my heart.“You didn't have sex with me last night,” I said.“Well, you were just so tired, Becky,” she said. “And I wanted our first time to be perfect.” Her smile slipped. “I know it'll be the only time we'll be together, but I'll have your daughter to remember you by, and—”I put a finger over her mouth. Confusion rippled across my thoughts. “No, no,. She wondered if he might fuck her. “What are you doing, Dad?” she whispered. It wasn't a plea, and she wasn't even teasing this time. The question escaped her lips, quiet as a mouse, and hung flatly in the air. His eyes filled with nothing but guilt, and he dropped his grip on her wrists. He backed away, staring bashfully at the carpet. “Go to bed, Dani.” he muttered, then he fled the scene, closing his bedroom door firmly behind him. He couldn't even look at her. She suddenly realised she was. As I was being introduced to Susan, I felt I knew her but couldn’t place it until she mentioned that we had been chatting online for some time. Elaine and Gail went off to get coffee and biscuits and fill the dogs water bowls. Susan took me to one side and asked me not to discuss with the others about what we had been chatting about and she would like to chat later about meeting up separately with our sons. Susan like me was also active in the incest scene. Paula Joined us and was asking me.