As you can imagine, and like I said earlier, my life got pretty complicated from that weekend onwards. And it had already been pretty complicated, as it was. I had a wife and kids, and now I had not one, but two mistresses. One of whom happened to be my teenage daughter. So, actually, complicated, is kind of putting it mildly.
I was still f*****g Sarah, of course. I saw no need to bring that fun to an end. She was always ready, willing and eager; and I was always so goddamn horny. I'm actually kind of impressed with my s****l prowess, even if I say so myself. I mean, here I was, approaching forty, and I was banging three women (albeit, not that much with Jo), two of which were young enough to be my daughter. One of which actually was my daughter.
There was guilt, of course, plenty of gui
