There is a deep unbreakable bond between fathers and their daughters.

• I'm back again!
  It's been nearly six months since I wrote in this diary. My Dad has gradually become used to me sleeping with him every night, and doesn't object any more. I don't believe that two people should avoid being lovers just because they are father and daughter. Time healed the situation, time and patience. It thrills us both to be together every night. I love to feel my father's strong arms around me, and his lips on mine.

• Memories of Mummy
  I remember Mum. I still miss her a lot. Whenever I see her photograph I get a pain inside. Dad misses her too. I remember how I used to come in and wake them both up in the mornings.

Waking up Mum and Dad

Now I'm in Mummy's place. I keep getting a really strong impression that it's just what Mummy would have wanted - to be Daddy's partner when she couldn't do it any more.

In Mummy's place

• Caught!
  Yesterday I was kissing Daddy goodbye when he dropped me at school. I poked my tongue in his mouth! I never normally do that outside of home! Then I noticed one of the boys in class eyeing us suspiciously from across the street. He was the boy who sits across the aisle from me.

When the class got under way he passed me a note asking "Are you having sex with your father?"

I sent the note back saying "No".

He sent the note back saying "Would you tell me if you were?"

So I wrote "No" on it and passed it back to him! Hee hee hee!

Passing a note