Since our delicious fuck in the pool, I'd barely seen Daddy as he'd been working late at the office every night and was gone when I woke up in the mor...ings. Well tonight? I was going to give him something that he definitely could not ignore. I smiled as Daddy's lips parted as he both exhaled and swallowed, his need evident in his handsome face, and I made an effort not to pounce on him, hoping that it wouldn't show on my face. "Hi Daddy, welcome home," I said, aiming for sweet but my voice came. First came Caitie Fitzpatrick on her father’s arm. Then Little Bit with Brad Kramer, followed by Ann with Bill Christian. Finally, it was sister Diane accompanied by Dad. Never have I seen a girl look as gorgeous as Diane did that day. In light of the torture she had undergone it was only right.The Cardinal began the celebration of the Nuptial Mass. It proceeded in a more or less normal fashion — normal that is, except for the invisible choir — until the Alleluia. Instead of the normal verse,. I rang up the course and sure enough all the geezers were at home with mittens and tea, not a geriatric foursome to be found. Only a few tee-times booked for other masochists like myself. I didn't mind the wind or rain, but relished in the solitude when golfing. I booked a time for the following Sunday and counted the hours. Sunday morning found me gathering my mix-matched set of inherited clubs and making sure I'd have everything I'd need, when the phone rang. My boozer of an uncle was too. I felt I am mentally ready to be my father’s wife tonight. To take up that place in his bed which my mother took quite a few years back. To offer myself willingly to be devoured by the man who brought me in to this world.The door opened slowly and my dad was standing right in front of me. He gazed at me and stood astonished. “I know you miss mom so much dad. You have done so much for me and I wish to return the favor with whatever I got.” I spoke mustering up my courage. I finished my sentence.