I skipped down to the living room where my dad was sitting watching tv. I sat next to him, scooting closer. Hey daddy, I said cheerfully. Hey ash…...he looked at me. Where is your shirt? its hot and I didnt feel like wearing one? I looked down at his pajama pants and noticed a bulge,seems like you dont mind at all daddy. I place my hand on his bulge and start rubbing it through his pants. He lets out a soft moan. Ashlie you cant do that. Im your father why arent you stopping me daddy? I kept. Alan nodded and started for the surface as fast as he could, the image of Angelika close behind him. Moments later Alan’s eyes snapped open. Truda was kneeling beside Angelika tears falling from her eyes. “That son of a bitch took you from her! Father or not you have to kill that son of a bitch!”There was a deep inhale of breath as Angelika sat up. “I completely agree!” Leaning over to Alan she held him tight to her chest. “He hid you after he took you from me. Still I felt you, somehow I did.. More

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