Our daughter's face fully blossomed. She even had that same, impish smile.“What's got you excited?” she asked. “Staring at Tiffany?”“What, n...,” I laughed, hoping she was joking. “Why would I stare at our daughter?”She shook her head. “Shower. Now. Mister.”“Yes, dear.”I stepped into the haze of steam. I hoped Tiffany left me any hot water. She should have showered earlier. I hated taking a cold shower. Then I glanced down at my still-hard erection, the glimpses of my daughter's flesh seared into. "I guess I was lost in a day dream. Probably from all the stress in the last twenty-four hours. I didn't sleep well, either," Caleb replied, almost stammering."Okay," the pretty doctor said slowly, doubt clear in her tone of voice, and still frowning.Caleb realized she had asked to sit beside him, and he answered that question. "Please, sit here Doctor Janis," he said lamely. "At least I'll have someone to talk to on the way back to Phoenix."JJ's eyes smiled, but her lips formed themselves into. It's hard to hide the truth in a mental communication, because it's so basic and direct.It wasn't until after we had all returned to the large parlor following dinner, that our Fathers brought up the subject of our girlfriends' Magic education, and their being tested."Just how far along are these ladies in their Magic education?" my Dad asked."Sunshine and Rose started working as Mages before they were six, and both have been instructed by the 'Book of Dreams' since we met," I told him."So less. His finger tracing the rim of a glass. Silent, but for his eyes. He’s admiring her. Taking her in. A calculating gaze. He takes one final sip before getting up from the chair. He walks over to her.“I want to make one thing perfectly clear,” he said staring into her eyes. “Submission is a gift.” He begins to pace slowly around to her backside. “I don’t want to take anything from you. No, I want something,” pausing for a moment, “more than that. Everyone else wants to take from you, but not me. I.