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My Daughter, Brianna, is a Whore

My Daughter, Brianna, is a Whore

My thirty-five-year-old daughter, Brianna, who goes by the name of Lexi, short for Alexandra, is a whore.

Thinking of her as a successful and driven businesswoman, I never suspected that Brianna was a whore. No doubt, because I'm her father, thinking of her as a whore never crossed my mind. I can't think of my daughter as a whore. Unable to go there, with her reminding me so much of her mother, my deceased wife, I'd never think bad about my baby girl.

Yet, after discovering what she does for a living and how she earned her vast fortune and worldwide fame, and with the reality hitting me hard, I now think of her as a whore. She's a whore. My daughter is a whore. Yet, when she's been so kind and generous to me, how dare I think of Brianna as a whore? As her father, she's good to me. She treats me with respect. I need to give her the benefit of my doubt.

The love of my life is my daughter. Even if what I heard is true, I'd never think less of her. Yet, with her always traveling, even with me living in her condo, unbelievably, it took me years to sit down and talk with her. Not wanting to bother her or interrupt her when she's working, from the time that she opens her eyes and closes them, she's always working.

With a phone in her ear, another phone in her hand, with her wearing a headset, and her hand on a computer keyboard, she was always too busy to talk. Her phone never stops ringing. She's always on the phone and/or on her ...

... computer. She's always talking, directing, discussing, and ordering her staff on what to do.

It took me years more to discover what she did for a living and that she was, indeed, a whore. Like mother, like daughter, her mother, Mary, God rest her soul, was a whore, too. A tall, blonde with blue eyes and big tits, my wife was a good-looking woman. With me being ignorant about women, I never thought of my wife as a whore either. I never knew that Mary was a cocksucking, cheating whore but, indeed, she was.

To be honest, way out of my class, I don't know how I got such a beautiful woman, but I did. We dated from the time that we attended the senior prom together when we were both 18 years old. Yet, with us plain and simple people who never expected much out of life, neither of us possessed the business drive of Brianna. Yet, my daughter's business energy paled in comparison to her mother's sexual drive. Clearly, my daughter got her dedication to business in the way that my wife had devoted her life to having extramarital sex.

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Surprised that I never caught her in the act, with me working long hours, six days a week to pay the bills, my wife lived a secret, sexual life. With me oblivious to the sexual wants and needs of women, innocent in that way, my wife whored herself right under my nose. Never suspecting my beloved wife to be a whore, it took me years to discover my wife's whoredom. Unbeknownst to me, Mary had sex with all of my friends. Hard for me to believe ...