“Well?” I said. I was really sharp this morning. “I guess you’re wondering why I’m here.” “Not really.” I had a good idea. Two, in fact. “I gather you’ve been screwing my daughter.” Right on one count. It figured the girl would brag, being locked in competition with her mother. “Guilty,” I said. “But could you accept that she seduced me?” She laughed. “I could... that bitch. But you’re not going to tell me you were an unwilling participant.” “Well, my heart wasn’t in it—” “Something else was though,” she cut in with a harsh laugh. “—and it was unpremeditated.” “Hey, Sam, I’m not complaining.
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