Chapter 4

In the present:

Dan Ascot stood amongst other pensive people eagerly awaiting arrivals from Flight BA 132 at Heathrow.

Then passengers began trailing out like uncaged rabbits into the daylight.

Then through the yells and hugs he saw his daughter Elaine; 5: 6’’, bobbed auburn hair, slim and trim and as sexy as ever!

Their love affair had begun that night at the Troxy Cinema, and had sweetly developed over time into a curious sexual exploration.

They had done spanking – squirting – sex toys – enema – anal dildo – prostitution – and sadistic sex which had become one of Dan’s specialities.

Elaine then saw her father and their eyes met and held until they embraced.

“How’s my dolly girl?” He murmured in her ear; his her hips pressed into him.

Their kiss was one of past lovers; not that anyone around them noticed or cared.

Eager to escape the bedlam of Heathrow, they made for Dan’s car and drove away from the airport. After twenty miles they pulled in to a peaceful upmarket roadside restaurant.

They necked a little in the car-park; exploring each other before going into the restaurant.

Once inside and seated Dan got busy ordering their meal.

Elaine disappeared into the rest-room to freshen-up. She looked herself in the mirror and pondered how she got to this point. She was still crazy for him; after all the degrading sex he’d made her do for him; why? ... she smilled to herself ... she knew why; she loved the bastard!