Her father

"What?" You said the word with so much weirdness in your voice.

"If you ever want to marry me. You'll have to let my father fuck me in front of you." Amy said with full-blown seriousness on her cute face. You hated seeing her utter those words though. You couldn't think or fathom why she would want or wish to fuck someone with the same DNA.

You felt sick to your stomach with the idea of her dad, a grizzled fifty-year-old man, fucking your girlfriend and him being her father didn't help. You remove yourself from Amy.

"Why would you fuck him in the first place. You both share the same blood and probably a lot of DNA." You said as if you couldn't your five-year relationship would end right here and right now over this.

"My dad has one rule for the men who date me. He has to fuck me in front of them. He says it shows the true color of a man. He says he'll never give his blessing to a man who doesn't let him fuck me in front of you."

"Why hasn't he fuck you in front of me yet?" Curiosity bleeds through your disgust.