Someone from your past

When you open the door, you find a petite, young girl waiting there. She doesn't seem very interested in the gorgeous, nude woman next to you, so it's safe to assume she isn't from around here. Her black hair is cut in a cute pixie style cut that makes her cute face look even cuter. She is wearing a T-shirt and jeans. Jeans that are stretched tight over her absolute dump truck of an ass. Her face and ass seem familiar. Mostly the ass. She reminds you of a girl who used to be your favorite a while back...

"Hello Mr. Doe. My name is Victoria Flores. You used to know my mother, Megan." It's all starting to make sense.

"Yes, I remember her very fondly. To what do I owe the pleasure?"

"My mom passed away recently, and, well, you're the only family I have left, so..." she awkwardly trails off, and for good reason. Breeders typically have little to no connection with the children that they create. Although it would have been seen as cruel in a pre-freeuse world, nowadays it is seen as normal and rarely affects anyone.

"You poor thing," Beth says, looking at the girl with pity in her eyes, not a surprising sentiment considering her role as a pastor's wife.

"Come in," you tell Victoria. You lead her into the living room and the two of you sit down. "Beth, why don't you make us something to drink." You turn to Victoria, "Would you like tea or coffee?"

"Coffee, please."

"Same for me," you tell Beth, smacking her perfectly formed ass as she goes into the kitchen. Your attention returns to Victoria, "So how can I help you?"

"Well, I was wondering if you would let me stay with you for a little while. Just until I can get on my feet." It takes a second while you consider her proposal. There is room in the house for another guest, and you're sure you could find plenty of use for her. Besides, you don't really see how you can turn her down.

"That shouldn't be a problem. There isn't much here, but what's mine is yours."

Victoria lets out a sigh of relief. "Thank you so much. I had no idea where else to turn." She shuffles around a bit before asking her next question. "What should I call you? Dad or Mr. Doe or something else?"