No

Your mind reels at the thought of bedding your own daughter. It's an impossibility. The repercussions of such a thing could be catastrophic. That on top of the fact that such a thing would betray Anna's trust in you and possibly even hurt her.

Suddenly you feel something snap. You don't know what it was. You didn't feel anything, but it was like a loud crack in your ears. The discussion at hand is far more important though. "No, I can't do that. I'm sorry Marissa. I'm just not willing to go to those lengths. Not even for you."

Marissa is completely taken aback by your reaction. The look of shock and surprise on her face said everything. She wasn't expecting you to refuse. Only then do you feel a slight quiver in her hand.You wonder briefly if it was there for the whole conversation, but you can't seem to remember. She slides off your cock and gets up, but you take her hand in yours. "Marissa, love. Are you okay?"

She jerks her hand out of yours quickly,"I-I'm...fine. I just...I have to go do something."

You certainly weren't expecting this reaction from her. It was completely foreign and frankly quite exaggerated for something you thought was just idle conversation. The expression on her face. It almost looks like she's going to be sick. She's visibly shaken by whatever has just occurred.

She pulls on a robe and heads for the door. You get up to stop her, "Marissa...Wait!"

She's already out the door though. You quickly pull on your own robe and peek out into the halls, but she's nowhere to be seen. Sighing, you close the door and pace around the room. The whole situation completely befuddled you and what was that noise in your ear? Nobody else seemed to have heard it, or they would have come running. You suspect if Vessa was here, you would have some questions for her. You decide to stay up as long as you can. Hoping that Marissa will return and explain herself.