"I know you both have told me that sex isn't bad or dirty and that it can be beautiful. I do ... enjoy ... it. It just seems wrong when it's family."

"Actually," her father whispered, "it's not wrong. It's better."

He leaned his face toward hers and kissed her lightly on the cheek and continued to move his lips over the side of her face. Julie gasped and tried to pull away, but he firmly gripped her shoulder.

"Dad. Dad. What are you doing?"

His free hand cupped her chin and turned her face toward his and his lips clamped on her soft mouth.

"MMMMFFFFF," she tried to break...