Seek Penance

Both Ashley Doe and you agreed to come home early from college and work to have a talk. Apparently Ashley has some information to relay as well.

“Ashley, darling, I have something very important to tell you” You have been wracked with guilt ever sense you realized seeding your daughter has left her pregnant. It is the lack of consent that bugs you the most rather than the **** itself.

First generation ****, marginally increases the chance for mutation. The genetic family tree your mother has been working on has revealed that your immediate ancestral genetic pool is already abnormally wide.

“I understand Daddy; I do too but please you go first.” The sense that Ashley is apprehensive about her revelation is the immediate feeling you get from her.

Or your lack of an inhibition against the taboo, could be just as the blackmailer said and you lack most morals and ethics. Perhaps ironically you are less concerned over Melissa’s reaction.

As you speak you feel a strange sense of serenity wash over you. “Honey, you… I… I was in the stall next to you at Dan’s Adult World.” You stutter but manage to get it out. That which could destroy your life based on Ashley's choice.

Shock and dismay wash over Ashley’s face. “Daddy you don’t have to just say that… why would you even do it? how could you do it? Only me and the blackmailer knew I would be there.” However, your daughter had yet to mention where she had been impregnated so you knowing the answer causes her to immediately get her iPad and send a text.

You are unsure where the text is going but you have a suspicion. After a split second, your suspicion is confirmed with a text chime on your phone.

“Daddy why?” In despair and several other emotions Ashley collapses into your exceedingly surprised lap. You had thought she would want to get away from you. Instead she came closer. Then there was another chime from her iPad suggesting that she got a response from her text. You already know who responded.

“Darling, I was being blackmailed too.” You show Ashley the photos of Mrs. Taylor and you in compromising position, kissing being the least risky. “So your blackmailer…” with a timbre quaking with sobs she manages to speak. “Told you to be there, in the stall next to me?”

Nodding your head, “I had thought you was going to give me head, which is why I let the condom drop. When I realized I was wrong…?… I was unable to help myself, it was like a dream come true.”

Ashley looks at you with surprise and her sobbing catches in her throat. She blushes and takes a moment to compose voice, “You have dreamt of me? Of having sex with me?”

The response is from your lips before you think about it. “To make love with you…” Quickly you try to cover yourself figuratively, but your mouth fails to be cooperating. “…I mean, I know that wasn’t really what happened but…”