” I shrugged.“True.” “What is ‘Drell’ short for?” I asked pushing the elevator button.“Ladrell.” I smiled.“Nice to meet you Ladrel..., I am Keela.” “Nice to meet you Miss Keela.” The elevator opened.“After you, ma’am.”Being in a confined space with him, I smelled his cologne. It was inviting. It was euphoric.“Nice cologne…. Is that Creed?” “Very good, yes it is….. thank you.” “I knew I smelled it before, ‘Creed’ is nice.” “It’s my favorite. This is the ‘Millisime Imperial’ one, I sprayed some. Jim’s expletives were beyond any that had ever passed through his father’s lips. The trivial beginnings of the argument were blurred by the alcohol Jim had been drinking. Every day since his wife had left, Jim’s drinking had gotten worse. Now he was drinking every day that he didn’t work. As his father opened his mouth to speak, Jim cursed him again, turned his back to the man, went back into the house and slammed the door shut. Jim’s hand did little to break his fall and the air bottle on his. Bobbi brought out some cheese and crackers before stepping into the tub, still in her street clothes. I was taken aback by this, not failing to notice how her blouse, sans bra, clung to her curves. A couple of hours and three bottles of wine later, we were still in the hot tub when Bobbi announced that she felt too confined and proceeded to take her top off. Sydney and I looked at one another, as Bobbi stated that if a man can appear in public without a shirt, why can’t a woman. This being. The other girl flinched and let out a small cry; the sister told me that this was better and that I should proceed like that. Now I have a confession, daddy, that I've yet to tell anyone, even the Father. Remember how I said that looking at those photos and touching my own nipples made me feel excited and how my... thingy down below... started to get moist? Well, hitting that defenceless girl like that made me feel the same way, only the effect was stronger. Is that how I should have felt? With.