I took a few sips to whet my palate and spoke directly to my father: "Daddy, this is crazy. How can you ask such a thing of me? I'm your daughter!" I ...as on the verge of tears at that point. I began to wonder if I ever really knew my father at all. I thought I was his little princess. His cupcake. Did he really want me to do those nasty things I read in the document? Apparently, he must've, or why else would he have his lawyer by his side.The conditions for my inheritance were as follows: I. We were both getting into it when all of a sudden we heard "fresh white pussy, just what we like." Standing there were two black guys that moved quickly and grabbed me and put me in a chair and then used belts to tie me up and then they told Kelli screamed out "what are you doing" and they said, "Shut up and don't move bitch!" After they had me tied up and the one looked at the other and said "you can fuck the skinny white bitch first, I do like the look of the bald white pussy." Then he said,. Besides I’ve gotten a lot better at it since then.”Again I swallowed before replying as she sure was doing her best to tempt me, intentionally or not.“I’m not lying. I actually thought you were a better kisser than I was at the time. Remember how it ended though when your mom found us, I thought she was going to freak out.”“I know” she laughed as she remembered “but it was better her than my Dad. Who knows how he’d have reacted. But you never answered me, can I get you something? We have juice. That same "charge" hit again. "I'm sorry, I know it's terrible of us but really, if you could see the look on your face right now."Suddenly I found myself laughing right along with them. "You're right. I should probably just get over it. I doubt if there is a joke I haven't heard. And I'm sure I'll hear them all again. Actually my name is James Edward Matthews. I thought if I just changed to J. Edward it would be easier. Oh well, scratch that idea. I answer to just about anything. My parents.