Our ride to school was kind of short and I really wanted to ask you more things.

"Dad, I think Mom is so mean not to do a blowjob to you. I mean, I loved your cum, but even if she finds it disgusting, she should do it anyway if she loves you. That's why it's called making love, isn't it?"

"It’s that she sees things differently. It's not that she doesn't love me, she shows her love in a different way. She works so hard for us to lead a comfortable life. She does it out of love."

I didn't think you were totally convinced about what you said.

"But wouldn't she enjoy you pushing her head down like you did me?"

"You see, my little princess, she'll take it as me forcing her. I can't really force her. She could send me to jail if I tried. Actually, you need to know I will also go to jail if anyone finds out about what we're doing."

"No!" I'd never shouted at you. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to shout. I would die if you go to jail, especially if it's my fault. I will never let it happen. Couldn't I say I wanted it?"

"There is this thing called age of consent, Princess. Below a certain age it doesn't matter if you want it or not, a grown-up cannot have sex with you. If he does, he incurs in what's called statutory rape and it's a felony, punished with jail, a long stay in jail, all the worse if I'm your father."

I was almost in tears, but I didn't want to upset you so I held it in.

"I will never let it happen, never ever. I will be extra careful and I won't tell anyone, not even if they promise not to tell anyone."

"If someone gives you such a promise, that is a sure way for everyone to learn about it. The only way to keep a secret is by telling no one. No one, period."

"Dad, you know I will die before doing something that could get you in jail."

Then I stopped. I realized that's exactly what I'd done. I'd done something that could get you in jail. Two nights ago I did something, and now you could go to jail because of it.