" Still do! "I was your precious daughter, the light in your eyes, the sunshine on your face, and you loved me more than I deserved. What's more, your...love was pure. You were loyal and patient, the food on my plate, the roof over my head and the clothes on my back. You were mostly wise, mostly right, handsome, dashing, my mentor, always entertaining, so sweet, so dear, so near, and my favorite fantasy when I touched myself."There, I've said it, she thought, but she didn't want her father to. I knew he had probably gone over the thing with a fine-tooth comb and if he spotted anything over the line he would have already talked it over with my Uncle. I couldn’t tell from their poker faces if they loved it or hated it for reasons of their own.I had Julie sitting next to me ready to make corrections to the rough draft in front of me.“Well, Mike, me lad, this is a real onion of a report. There are so many layers it took us awhile to get down to the core of thing and I thing we can both. I saw Mistress Rebecca with a young man. I became immediately embarrassed, but what could I do to cover myself or anything else? They both approached the bed. He had a leather collar around his neck and she had a leash attached to it."Rickiee, this is Stevie. He is a slave of mine with similar interests of yours." Mistress Rebecca said."Stevie, undress!" she said looking at him.He quickly bent over and pulled off his sneakers. He had no socks on and I noticed that his toenails were painted. " Yes, Ma'am?" Angela appeared noiselessly from out of the kitchen."Tea for Miz Taylor and me, Angela, the Assam. And prepare a small fruitand cheese plate for the children and us. The Edam, twelve slices. Andapple and peach slices. With Melba Toast. And a small bowl of the honeypeanut butter so the children can dip. The children can have orange pekoe." Yes, Ma'am." Angela dipped to acknowledge his orders, his silver ringbobbing slightly."He is a find." I know. I'm not sure what I'll do once he.