Some friends broke my balls, and my family was not entirely happy with my choice of a wife, but I was happy. I found it funny that my friends who broke my balls loved to come by the house and chat and flirt with her. Michelle ate it up, and we both had our fun.

I had inherited a ton of money from my grandmother. I was her first grandson, and we had a special relationship while she was alive. The inheritance was surprising and unexpected, and it enabled Michelle and I to live our lives as we wanted. Our family began to grow with the birth of our daughter Trish.

Trish was the spitting image of her mother, and she inherited the same slutty nature as her mother. Even as an infant, people laughed and joked at the way she flirted with all the men. With an adorable face and a perfect little body, she was the perfect compliment to her mother, and they turned heads and drew stares everywhere we went.

I was happy to let them have their fun, and it did not bother me that Michelle encouraged Trish to be a little slut. She dressed her in outrageous clothes, and I knew that Trish would soon develop the same type of reputation that her mother had lived with. Knowing how things had turned out Trish, I was not that worried about it.....(cont)