Daddy's perfect little girl

On fawning, enmeshment, and incest

I'm in bed with my father again. I'm convinced he is my lover, and this is all perfectly normal, so I'm acting like it. I'm being Daddy's perfect little girl, sitting on top of him like Lolita, lovingly looking down at his face—kissing him sweetly, brushing his hair back, making him feel adored. Keeping him happy is what makes me happy. So, I'll do what…