By the way how often would you like me to turn in my hours?" Every two weeks is good to start. Later, when you have to give me more of your time, then...it can be every week. If there is any high cost items to be purchased just talk to mom."Over our meal, I talked to Susan and Maggie about Alice and what she had done for me. "She may be an asset to show that girls can do much more than sew and make meals. You still have to watch her inquisitive nature. Once she gets in this house it will be hard. We’re lovers now.“Anyway, I owe you ... and Mark an engraved apology, let’s be blunt about that. Here I was, acting all high and mighty, and not an hour later, my own son was ravishing me like the horny slut that I wanted to be. I guess that I’m just not cut out for living the Christian life after all. I’m not sure what this will mean, but Anton assures me that I’ve been living my life wrong, trying to placate what he called a ‘borrowed god,’ no less. In any case, let me just say for the record. “you seem to prefer chiffon sarees,” i spoke to slowly induce her into the subject i wanted her to speak.Her eyes were lit with surprise as she replied, “that’s true; i look younger than i am.”I winked at her and said, “i don’t think you are old enough!”She lowered her head looking deeply into my eyes. I felt she has begun catching the clue from me.“that’s a nice compliment to get from such a handsome guy like you,” she winked again.“how would you compliment me?” i questioned. “apart from just. .. cunt."Brad Conway was caught off-balance, not knowing how to answer at first. A wrong word at this point and he'd probably go into a shell, but his sharp-tongued wife had enough sense to keep her mouth shut and let their daughter do the talking."You fucked us all, Daddy, when we were swinging together," Christy soothingly stated. "Me, Aunt Ann--even Mom. So who was best? Which one of us gave you the best piece of ass? No shit, Daddy, I really wanna know."There was a pause as Brad looked.