Like Mother Like Daughter, She's Almost All Grown Up

My daughter will turn 21 this Christmas. She is the love child of her father and me. We had a hospital affair when I was young and Daddy hungry and he was looking for young pussy to keep him warm at night. Our affair lasted a few years, a baby girl, and then I grew up. A ring was in order, make me an honest woman, if he wanted me keeping his bed warm all night.

Now my 21 year old daughter is in love with her physiology professor, a Frenchman who teaches her what wine to drink with what cheese after dinner. One day she too will be a nurse, perhaps a young doctor will come along and steal her heart. As for me, I've never quite got over her papa, the love of my life. I suppose that's why I'm still his wife.