Daddy s favorite
The house looked deserted as it always did these days. As Anne parked in the drive, her mind drifted back. They’d had so many picnics and parties in the back yard over the years but she had some favorite ones that she always replayed in her mind whenever she found herself here. He would be asleep. She knew his schedule and always tried to arrive when he was sleeping. She told him that it was the best time of day for her and he accepted that at face value. But sitting here, reliving the...
Incest