" You worked for S.O.E?" Yes," he said with a smile, "I still have my flat in Baker St."Author's note, (During WW11, the Special Operations Executive ...ook over almost the whole of Baker St in Central London.)"You crafty old sod," I laughed, "How much does Laura know?" At the moment, nothing, but I suspect we'll soon be disbanding and then it will be up to you, you can tell her as much or as little as you like."Laura returned then with a huge steak and four eggs followed by Poppy who watched in. I want to free her and fuck her. I want to mother her and learn from her and make her life better. I want to vent my residual anger from Dan's infidelity on the man who locked her up and denied her what he promised to give to her. Him, I would cane. Him, I would lock in chastity and force to suffer. And I would enjoy it. The sudden force of my emotional response scares me. My nipples are hard and I can feel sudden wetness of my pussy. I struggle to keep from masturbating. "He said he wanted to. ’ ‘Thank Christ for that.’ ‘Daddy!’ ‘Okay, I’m sorry for thinking your enthusiasm to reform the reprobate had sexual connotations.’ ‘Well not yet but don’t count it out.’ Morgan grinned and ruffled her short hair. ‘Well get the uncouth and anti-social defiance out of him and I won’t mind you shifting into the guest suite with him. But not before, do you understand?’ ‘Yes daddy. The men met in the family room for pre-dinner drinks. Alice made the introductions and crossed her fingers behind her. I love kissing her thighs. I was continuing my process from thigh to her toe. Licked each and every finger of her toe. On my way back to her pussy, I again felt how smooth her thighs are.I rolled my cheeks twice and was feeling like a gentle massage. My goal of kissing every inch of her body was accomplished. I was near the love tunnel and wanted to drink the juices. But was not comfortable with the position. She sat again and invited me by opening her legs. I took off her panty and smelled.