After a little while I heard the sound of my father's footsteps in the hallway, and opened my eyes a crack to see him slip into my bathroom and reach ...nto the hamper to take out my soiled panties. By the night light in the bathroom I could see him put the panties up to his face and sniff at them, inhaling deeply. He obviously enjoyed the smell of my little panties, because he balled them up in his fist and moved stealthily out through my room to the hallway.I had just about dropped off to sleep. It was only a week ago, the night after her eighteenth birthday. They were the only ones home; she probably thought she was alone. His wife was out shopping and the boys were out doing who knew what. He heard sobs from her room at the end of the hall and when he went in he found her on the bed, curled around her pillow. Her long, black hair was in tangles and her big, dark eyes were puffy and red with tears. He sat down to comfort her and it just went from there. First he was holding her, then. "You've used it, Daddy?" Hayley asked.Dave nodded."On who?" Mishy. Do we have to talk about this?"But now Emily was interested as well."Why did you use it on Mishy?" I wanted to find out what was going on inside her head but she wouldn't open up. So I gave her some SLuT10 and told her to answer all my questions fully and completely." At least she wasn't horny the entire time you were interrogating her," Emily said softly.Olivia chuckled at the comment. Hayley looked from her sister to Olivia to. "I told him that I loved him. He said it was too soon. I told him that, okay, arranged marriages still happen, and since I had no family, I had to arrange my own marriage, and I chose him." But he loves you..." Yes, he does," I said. "I think he has struggles inside. He thinks that perhaps he is doing something wrong. I have to make him believe that he is doing exactly right." Pat has the same struggles," Brindy told me."How long ... you and Pat?" Never. Until I turned eighteen. I know she has.