After, Doug had said, “You know I’ve got tapes of your mother,” before thought better of it, and then he’d dug around in the back of his closet while Brady hooked up the dusty VCR. Indian xxx “What did you give her?”
Brady cocks an eyebrow and says, “Roofie,” like it’s a dare. To think of her mouth, her body. It had been on purpose. “Daddy’s coffee is the best.” She stands on her toes to brush a kiss over her father’s jaw, then cuddles into his side, her free arm wrapped around his waist. “We’ve gotta catch you up.”
He’s knows his daughter has had alcohol before, but three beers in has her leaning tipsily against his chest and slurring her words. To see his daughter slip down between his spread thighs, her hazy blue eyes blinking up at him slowly. “Tell me.”
“She used to come into my bed at night before I left for college. “That night I
