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We had been “celebrating” if you can call it that, my twentieth wedding anniversary. I want to stay alive.”
“If you want to stay alive, Dad, I wish you wouldn’t stop at bars on the way home from work every night. I wanted to make love to you. “If we have friends over, make it look lived in. “I know, Daddy, I know,” she giggled. Then I removed your shoes and socks. She looked like her mother did when she was that age. With them off, I decided you would sleep more comfortably if I removed everything but your underpants. “You had far too much to drink in the restaurant to drive home. Can’t you remember any of this?” “Some of it’s coming back to me.” “Anyway, after you climaxed, I got some toilet paper to wipe you off.
