It took place in a brothel, and I knew this the whole time, however I was insure about who I was during all this and what exactly I was doing. It was not until my father appeared and requested to sleep with me, that I realized what was going on. That I was a prostitute and my father the client. I remember feeling betrayed and disgusted at the appearance of him. I also remember that I was filled with many questions. The rest is all blurry, and I remember waking up just at the point of sexual intercourse.