We are for your eyes only.” She gave him a little kiss on the cheek and said “Ok, now what’s for breakfast?” As she went to the cupboard to ge... some cereal, Tom just pondered her statement.He wanted to say more, but thought it better to leave well enough alone. He wasn’t quit primed and ready for a dad to daughter discussion. He would get his wits about him and talk to her about it later. They sat and ate casual conversation of what they were going to do at the mall and what time he would pick. She tried to push her hands away. Tiffany sighed and left the room for a little bit.When she returned she was holding an old jump rope from amongst the belongings in Jon's excessively cluttered room. She wound it around one of Lauren's wrists and twisted her arm behind her back. "What are you doing?" she complained. Tiffany pulled her other arm back and then tied both her wrists together."Great going, baby girl," Randy laughed. "She looks like a hogtied idiot now." Randy increased his pace. It. " Cal!? What are you doing here? How did you get in?" Can I come in?" he called, ignoring her queries."No! Wait!" I just got out of the shower. I... EEEEK!!" At that point, she saw him standing in the archway of the bathroom and frantically tried to cover herself with the towel she had been using on her hair. "Cal! You get out of here, right now!! What do you think you're doing?"A touch of hysteria crept into her voice and Cal had decided beforehand that his best tactic if that happened was to. " I glanced at Becky and said, "We're probably going to be talking grown-up stuff for a while, but you can stay if your Mommy doesn't mind. I'll answer your question in a minute."Katie walked over, and settled down on the couch. It was a three-cushion job, and I was on one end. She considered for a second, and sat down on the center cushion, keeping a bit of distance, but not too much. She was clearly afraid that it was going to be the kiss-off kind of talk, and Becky was sharp enough to notice.