She got the house and he got me. He said I was worth ten houses at least."Her first memory of her father touching her sexually was in the bathtub. "I ...uess I was about four when he started to wash my little pussy extra well. Later he played with it and rubbed it when he put me to bed at night. He would kiss my mouth then kiss my pussy goodnight. It felt real good." Did he ever insist he fondle you when you did not want him to?" I asked her in one session on the "Daddys Loving Girls" chat. Walt, barely having finished lemon bar number two, took a third,declaring that he just couldn't get enough of the things they were so"goddamn delicious." She's the best baker in the world," he announced, beaming. "Besteverything in the world," he added, giving her a knowing wink and herthigh a suggestive squeeze.Out of the corner of her eye, Marcia saw Claire stiffen. Then stiffenfurther. She had started the evening already stiff.Once again, Marcia couldn't help feeling a little sorry for her.. The well was filled with flowers now which seemed to spill from the sides of the well in sheets of blue, gold, and red."What did you wish for?" Marvin inquired."Oh. I can't say. If you reveal the wish it won't come true." Barbara said.Marvin replied, "That only matters if the wish hasn't come true. I made a wish in this old well also." What did you wish for?" That you would always love me." He said simply."I wished for the same thing." Barbara replied as she felt her husband put his arm around. " I'm going to call your priest and complain about your poor biblical education." Hey, I've got enough guilt without you egging my priest on. Hold on, I'm looking it up."Out of habit, Scott reached for the information to check for himself. There was nothing, beautiful wonderful nothing. He smiled. Driving back to school, just another normal college kid, mostly, dependent on his own memories and knowledge - he liked the feeling."Oh, dear," Janie said. "Job's wife and children all died, but he.