” he said to me. “You and me ... But it’s BOTH of you together. You’re both beautiful and it’s just too much...”“Me?!?” Deena squeaked...“Yes, you ... Sorry, baby,” he said. “You’re my daughter...”“Uh, I am. And I’m not ... Too ... It’s okay. You’re Dad, or you’re Bill, I love you both ways...”He gave her a strange look. “What?!?”“I love you both ways. You’ve taken care of me since I was born. Always. Spectacularly. That’s the ‘dad’ part. But my sister Haley’s got the perfect man. Handsome.. We held each other close. Both of us were muttering mingled endearments and obscenities incoherently between sobs of joy and laboured, gulping breaths; both of us had aftershocks slamming through our bodies, in a tumult that went on for minutes on end, before gradually subsiding. Presently she sat up. “We’d better finish undressing, hadn’t we?” she suggested. “We both look a real mess.” There was no denying that. Our skirts were crumpled about our waists, and soaked with the juices we had. The cleaning girl's neglect of my office continued.Eventually, my supervisor, Rita Harris saw me one too many mornings inthe hallway with my full wastebasket. She didn't seem amused. She toldme to call office services and see what the problem was.I had thought of calling office services, of course. But I didn't wantanything I said to sound like a complaint. I didn't want the cleaninggirl to get in trouble and find out it was me who'd been responsible.The last thing I wanted to do was get her. It was like a one-piece swimsuit but cut at the back almost like a g string, showing off your butt cheeks but also very high cut coming off the hips and little too high cut in front cutting in such that it just covered my crotch area. I had bought it in olive green, and although I had never worn such a skimpy style before it the cheek-ini in bikini style had become the norm on the beaches so I thought it was time to give it a go and let go of my conservative style and inhibitions.David’s new.