I will be narrating this in the words of Zaffar.Zeenat woke after 2 hours. Mom was in the kitchen preparing dinner. Dad and I were on the balcony. We ...ehaved like every other day. After some time, we had dinner, and mom praised me for helping Zeenat. She also told dad that I taught her some tips and tricks to do better in class, to which my dad praised me.Around 10.30, we all used to go to bed, and tonight too, we were in the room alone. When I came to the room, Zeenat had already slipped in. She didn't react to Brandon's declaration. She had apparently heard it before. Quietly, she said, "I've always thought Sean was the only one for me, for as long as I've known him. But what if I'm wrong?"I stepped closer and leaned down to whisper in her ear. "What if you're right?" I said.She whirled around, disbelief flooding her face, until she saw me. She glanced at Molly, but the recognition wasn't there at that point. She stood up, her hand to her mouth, and stared at me with wide. That'll kill a hard on quick. I started to stammer an excuse,but Bob just said, were you about to jackoff in my daughter's panties?No, these are my panties, I told him. Really, let me see he said. So Ipulled up the hem of the black slip I was wearing to show him my panties.He kind of licked his lips and said, well, they're pretty enough, I cansee why you might like them. Turn around so I can see how your ass looksin that dress. I did as told and turned around. Pull up your skirt so Ican see. "I didn't need a verbal answer from her on this one the tears startedstreaming down her cheeks and it was obvious she wanted me to be herdaughter as much as I wanted to be. That brought the tears to my eyes. Ileaned over and hugged her and she hugged me back just as tightly as myhold on her. We sat there and hugged until we both finally got controlover our tears."Elizabeth, you do realize that being my daughter means more than justbeing it to me, it means being a niece to your Aunt Mary and a.