”“But I can’t be Mom for you dad. I am your daughter, Mary.”“I know that, Girl. I’m not crazy. But please understand that so much of you, ...s your mom.”~ ~ ~When my father has sexual interludes with my panties, the sexual nature of his behavior was undeniable. He was sexualizing me, his daughter, whatever his protestations that he was only missing mom.It was evident that my father had a sexual interest in me. Some form of transference from a lost wife to a look-alike daughter. Yes, I understood. .I hope you like it)I was on holiday in romantic Venice travelling all by myself. I wasn't really sure about going alone but I didn't have anyone to bring along at the time. I lived at a small and very Italian style hotel and felt right at home as soon as I entered the front door. It was still early in the day so I started with some sightseeing ending up in one of these big groups of tourists. I noticed this man who seemed to be alone too. He was tall and slim with short brown hair, blues eyes. Normally their presence is such an irritant that I immediately run to another room but Elizabeth was under the impression that Ann may have been susceptible to my control and so I weathered their boorish comments and focused on my wife.Like a ring leader, she was sitting back and enjoying the show as the two fugly cousins sounded off and thinking back, I understood that is what she always did. When the cousins weren't around, she would bad mouth them because of their hygiene or how slutty they. I knew then that mom didn’t know that dad is still spanking me in the nude.I didn’t want mom or my dad to catch me standing nude outside his office, so I ran up the stairs as quickly as I could. But I forgot about the squeaky sixth step and I stepped on it. I froze in place. Did my dad hear it? I had no time to find out. I ran back to my room. That was a close one.I then wondered, what if I had actually gone into my dad’s office? That could have been very bad. What if Mom had caught us doing.