He repeated them over and over, tears streaming down his face. He kept saying his daughter’s names: Diane, Julie, Tiffanie. XXX They would meet again at the annual Elite Mag annual event the following month. A little money awakened the incestuous desire, causing Julie and her son to become one. Sam picked up the phone that was sitting on the coffee table and dialed Bob. He wondered if it would damage their working relationship — or relationship period — if she knew her employer, the man she’s sleeping with, was her father. “Come on! The three of us, here, alone, this relationship we’ve had. He wondered if his new fiancée Robin, would ever cross that line, perhaps with a sister, or child, or grandchild.










