Yes, you will meet him next week

You really don't want to see her father, but after such an amazing blow job, you don't have the will to deny any of her requests, no matter how much you detest them." Ok!"

She jumps up in surprise. "Really, Honey?!? Of course! I promise you won't regret it! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" She then runs off to call her father.

You never had a more pleasant week with her than you did that week. She looked the happiest she had ever been, and she did her best to make you feel the same.

However, you still dreaded Friday night when you had to meet her father.

He greeted you with a firm handshake and, in his booming voice, said," Well John, it looks like you have quite the starter apartment here."

His voice was the same as a man over the phone, but his tone and his words could not have been more different. Leaving you perplexed as you said, "Thank you, sir."

Over dinner, he played 20 questions as he tried to get to know every detail about you, which couldn't be any more different for the man on the phone, who wanted you out of his life as fast as possible. It was like he was a completely different man from the man on the phone. Something was off, but you just couldn't place your finger on it.

Out of politeness, you offered your bed for him to sleep in, but he said, "No, I am your guest. And as your guest and the father of my daughter, I would never dream of imposing. You sleep in your bed, and the sofa is more than enough for me."