I thought about it, because I was tired from my girlfriend’s behavior, moreover my infatuation with her subsided down and now I was really thinking ...f breaking up with her. She was not a bad girl, no, she was excellent, but she was too young and lacked elder female prudence and wisdom. I still did care for my wife, and perhaps I wanted to get back to her. Samantha asked me what my girlfriend’s most ultimate fantasy was. I was very puzzled at her question, but I knew where she was heading with. He began to stroke her little clit with his thumb, while continuing to hold her body tight to him with his other arm. He had never enjoyed a sexual act as much as he was enjoying every single thrust into his daughter. He fucked her like this for what seemed to be an eternity. Time slipped away as they silently bonded in this new wonderful way. So tenderly he loved her. He whispered in her ear what a good girl she was, how good she felt on top of him, how happy she was making him. He felt her. Susan laughed. "No. Arlie's a big part of the support system, all right, but he's not my new squeeze. That's one of his pitchers, Dan Preston." Whoa!" Riordan said with unexpected emphasis. "Dan Preston!"Susan was a little taken aback. "You know Dan?" Not personally, no," Riordan said, "but that s.o.b. messed up the Mets' pennant drive a few years back, practically single-handed! He was for Atlanta in a late-season game we really, really needed. The Mets, I mean. The Mets had come down hard on. So now two people, three if he was included, wanted rid of Aurora. The phone rang yet again, ‘Yes!’ Daren said, with a touch of anger in his voice. ‘It’s unlike you to be on edge, what’s up?’ The familiar voice chided. Hubert was in an unusually buoyant mood. ‘Nothing you need to know about. What do you want?’ Daren responded hurriedly needing time to think. ‘I want her. Can you arrange for me to have exclusive rights? I mean. You know what I mean.’ Hubert asked, with what he liked to think.