.." "Spinning around quickly, Veronica gave Erin the back of her hand right across her cheek, and in an almost evil voice spat, "Don't you ever tell w...at to do again, you little cunt, do you got it!?!" Tears immediately welled up in Erin's eyes while she rubbed her burning cheek, but she still managed to stammer in a weak voice, "I-I undertstand, Veronica, I'll be a good girl, I promise!!! With a haughty superior look on her face, Veronica literally sneered at Erin and replied, "That, my little. I told him every afternoon when she gets home from work at 4 o'clock I shower her and fuck her after wards. I asked him to come early so we could talk before she came home. When he arrived I told him to take a shower and be ready for when she got home. I also asked him if he ever gave some thought about fucking his daughter. He said he had never thought of sex with his daughter until the previous day when he saw her naked and fucking. He said she enjoyed it so much and her moans of pleasure. It started small, again, when on a day off I would be doing some washing and find myself holding the knickers against myself, then wearing them until before long I was back to a full ensemble masturbating furiously.My wife soon found out what I was doing and, instead of disowning me like I thought she would, she said she understood and would help me out. Before long I had a drawer full of my own clothing and even a couple of pairs of 5 inch stiletto heels, one black pair and a pair of bright. I thought of John, then David. What had I done. Didnt I cross a line. Didnt I break the rules that every good person in this world knew was an essential rule. I dove back into my pillow and tried to get it out of my mind, but it was impossible. One cannot escape ones mind. But what had changed? Had the sun not come up? Was there a protest on the doorstep protesting the natural order of the world? The answer was clearly no, and it was that answer in my head that made me feel better. Who would.