I have no idea why she let me kiss her the way I did. She just kissed me back. "I am so sorry Abby; I shouldn't have."

"Should never have kissed me dad? Is that what you are saying, that you shouldn't kiss your daughter?"

"No. Sweetheart, no; I am not saying that. But I thought you were your mother for a moment. I am sorry. I almost touched you inappropriately. In fact, the kiss was a little over the top."

Her answer wasn't what I expected. She grabbed my face, turned it to her and crushed her lips to mine. Her lips were soft and warm. Her tongue grazed...