"Today Daddy said I looked really pretty. He really loves me. I want to stay here forever, wear these pretty clothes and make Daddy happy. I know he only loves me, even though Daddy keeps fucking the whores I know he loves me, because Daddy said a real man wouldn't defile someone he truly loves before marriage, and Daddy promised he'll marry me one day."
Karl suddenly felt like vomiting.
"The fuck… this femboy's been brainwashed by that ugly bastard. And that ugly bastard's in love with his own daughter."
Mira glanced over at the page and her face went stiff.
"I like hearing Daddy's moans when he plays with the whores, even though their moans really bother me. I get embarrassed, I jerk off my dick while watching Daddy fuck, my favorite part is seeing Daddy's cum shoot out."
Karl slammed the book shut. "Okay, that's enough. I'm done."
Mira turned her face away, utterly disgusted. "This isn't just perversion… this is a cultivated delusion."
