In reality, it’s a mental illness.’ ‘Well, that’s one way to see it,’ Liz said, taken aback. Abigail jumped in, quickly. ‘Miss Mahoney, su...ely you understand that love is inherently important. It’s not some sort of delusion. True love is something that humanity has aspired to attain for its entire history. Poetry, literature and historical events are replete with the effects of love. It’s as much a part of the human condition as eating and breathing are. I refuse to believe that all of us are. Until this moment, she’d assumed her sex life was one of those things the Wicked and her Thrall knew about, but chose to ignore because they were “choosing their battles.” Did they seriously think she was still a virgin?She took a deep breath. “Whatever I choose to do or not do with Lev will be because I want to or don’t want to, not because I have to.”“Good, good,” said her father, sounding distracted. “Did you notice this apartment doesn’t have a kitchen? There are some cabinets and a small. . don’t bend over.” He couldn’t believe he said that. For a lack of words he tried to let it go. Rebecca just smiled and said.“Daddy, don’t worry about us. We are for your eyes only.” She gave him a little kiss on the cheek and said “Ok, now what’s for breakfast?” As she went to the cupboard to get some cereal, Tom just pondered her statement.He wanted to say more, but thought it better to leave well enough alone. He wasn’t quit primed and ready for a dad to daughter discussion. He would get. He panted, panted quicker, laid his head back for the finale. Blonde felt Victor’s engorged cock ripple from the ejaculation between her breasts. She raised her head and saw his sperm spurt out, shooting past her upturned face to land on his chest. The discharge of gruels was accompanied by a discharge of growls. Victor let the heat pass before he looked down at Blonde looking up. There were ropes of white viscous fluid forming lines on his chest. Blonde raised a questioning eyebrow and Victor.