I saw how you immediately felt regret when I walked in. If I hadn't walked in, would you still regret it?" No..." I reply sheepishly."Then don't regre... it. Pretend I never walked in or saw you completely naked in my dad's bed. Just forget I even exist." I don't want to forget you." I blurt out."Don't wanna forget me at all or forget me walking in?" Both..." I say and hide my face.My heart rate is speeding up. I know he's judging me for being an incest addict. What if he doesn't want me to. There was nothing to do but remain meek and obedient. Only once The Beast had forgiven her could she consider changing his view of her romantically. That was her plan, and she would stick to it. She was not looking forward to dinner.Listless, Rose had no idea how to fill the time until dinner, so, she ***********ed a book at random from a nearby shelf. With some struggle, she deciphered the text on the cover: Lexicon Technicum: or, An Universal English Dictionary of Arts and Sciences:. The amount wasn't accurate, either."I said it all like it was no big deal, that it was all a mistake.The girl, Sharon Crossland, nodded. "I wondered, because I've seen where you live. It didn't seem likely someone with that much money would live there. And you drive a beat up old Camry." Not any more. The Camry got totaled."Mr. Miller nodded towards my seat. "You have just about enough time to get seated, Tom."I hustled, laughing to myself. Yeah, do the small things, and don't forget, no matter. Ahhh, Saturdays, I loved Saturdays.I walked up behind my wife and cuddled her from behind. She had on a small silk robe and I slid my hands under the robe and cupped her breasts.“Good morning did I tell you last night just how incredible you are?” I said.“Yes you did and some other lovely things as well.” she said holding her hands over mine and pulling them tight to her flat tummy.“Now sit down breakfast is ready.” And she served up some eggs and bacon with coffee.“Where’s Amy?”“Well as you.