“She’s usually with me all the time, but the manor’s defenses have disabled her.”“All the time you say?” he asked. “It must be nice to b... out and about, frolicking with normal people, doing something other than what you were created for.” There was resentment in his voice.I nodded. “I believe she would agree.”He rolled his eyes and looked away.“Have you never been out of the vault?” I asked.He looked at me again. “I am exceedingly aware of the contents of the vault, more so than anyone has ever. I really wanted to see but I had my back to him and if I moved he might stop. I was getting really turned on and started moving my hand slowly down to my clit and started rubbing it.It was hard trying to control my breathing and keep my movements to a minimum, but I was so aroused I needed to sort myself out. I had gotten so lost in my own needs that I did not hear Fitz stop and walk across to my bed.I suddenly felt the covers move as he slipped into the bed and pressed his body into the back. He did it so suddenly that I lost my breath for a minute as I felt electricity race up my spine creating a scream on its way out of my mouth. Daddy roamed his tongue all the way up my slit just to come back down. He came back up again, but stopped on my clit this time flicking his tongue over it time after time after time. The little nerve was taking its maximum amount of pleasure as I moaned and screamed from the euphoria sweeping through my abdomen. His hands reached up and took hold of my. "I heard you are living in France now, I haven't seen you for ages," enquired Shelly with an curiously engaging tone. To Fay, it would also seem there were no hard feelings. It was Shelly standing in the lion's den and Jack's persona looked relaxed, if a little on edge. "Yes I am. Or rather we are," responded Jack nonchalantly. "Shelly? You know Fay?" Fay smiled demurely in response to Jack playing along. Of course, Shelly knew Fay. She had spent enough time telling Jack what a dirty slut she.