“You make me smile as well” and clicked send. Guilt isn’t something I really struggle with a lot. Desi xxx I was being selfish. Oh how we danced together. I could not just schedule a meeting and appear and say, “here I am Daddy, let’s pretend like it’s not me after all this, and we can still make love!” I’m not sure at what point, I had decided that this is what I wanted, that I wanted my own father in more ways than a daughter should. But he was far more experienced than I, and had just proven how much more he had to offer than I did. And still, I would pretend to be asleep while Dad carried me to bed. “She loved it, here, as well…” he said groaning.
