Tell her that you knew it was her father wanted

You know that as long as she has her wit about her, she could tell when you are lying, so you do your best to answer in a way that wouldn't bring the furry of her father down on you but close enough to the truth and she couldn't tell you are lying "I knew it what you dad wanted."

She gives you a soft smile as she pulls you in close. "My Dad's stupid game means a lot to him, and I know he is too proud and arrogant ever to say this, so I will for him. Thank you, Honey."

Two months later

You walk in on your Amyand her Greg having a conversation.

You secretly walk in on Amy and Greg talking

to Amy. "Dad, I thought you said you got the procedure done!"

Greg "Kiddo, slow down. I have no clue what you're talking about." His confusion is evident in his tone.

In a tearful voice, Amy reveals, "Daddy, I am pregnant!" The shock and sadness in her voice are so intense that they're almost tangible, like a heavy fog that envelops the room.

Outside the door, you watch Greg wrap his arms around Amy, confirming her. "Honey, I don't know what you're so sad about; that's great news."

Amy gives her father a stern look as tears run down her face. "It would be if it was his and not yours."

This is the first time ever you have heard Greg voice crack, "How can you be so sure that it's not your husband's."

Amy cries, "Because he has cum inside me yet. I know I check every time."

Greg "What about the night of your wedding? You know how you get when we .."

Amy "Dad, I know him. He was probably so grossed out by what you did that he slept on the sofa."

From his voice, you could tell that Greg was actually starting to panic as he said, "You can't be sure. Why don't we call him?" His desperation is evident, his voice trembling.

Amy stops him. "Dad, STOP! I am sure. And calling won't change anything because I know you probably have a way of forcing him to say that he did." Her resolve is palpable, her voice unwavering.

Greg voice clearly changes as he rubs his neck. "Well, I'll be dammed. I didn't think I would be caught."

Amy stumps her foot in absolute rage. "Dad, your stupid games against every man I liked were one thing, but this..." She unconsciously rubs her stomach. "This crossed the line! And that is all you have to say to yourself!"

Greg takes a step towards his daughter in a stupid attempt to soften her anger. "Kiddo. Please see it from my point of view. I couldn't let him have a kid with you!"

Amy "WHY NOT!"

Greg "Because he..." Amy quickly snaps and cuts him off. "DAD, WE ARE MARRIED; YOU NEED TO GET OVER YOURSELF. FROM WHERE I STAND, HE IS FAR BETTER OF A MAN THAN YOU ARE! He certainly would never do this! So yes, we will be having children together, and you need to get over it."

Greg "Kiddo. You know I can't."

Amy grabs her father's shirt. "Well, you better figure out how because It will happen. And while you are at it, start thinking of a way to make it up to him for this colossal mistake." She lets go of his shirt and takes two five steps towards the door, "And just so you don't lie like you did until I think you have made it up to him and then some your little princess is going to be his cum slut. Whenever, however, whatever, I won't say no. If he wants to fuck me out in front of all your friends, I will moan so loud like a whore that they won't be able to take their eyes off us. And if you take too long, I'll pop out as many kids of his as he wants. So you better hurry up because who knows, he might like breeding me like a whore and want five or even ten!" She then stumps out of his house in a fit of rage, leaving him, and you are completely stunned by her fury.