She begged that he reconsider, but he would have none of it.He kept telling her to strip, and Lucy kept wondering what she'd done to deserve such ange....She was crying now, and her father remained irrational and angrier than Lucy had ever seen him, and the injustice of it was that he refused to talk to her or explain why he was behaving so abnormally. He just kept swigging at his whiskey and telling her to undress. "Come on, Lucy. Strip. Let's see that bare ass. Let's see those cute tits. I want. He had long since realised where this new change was going and hadenough knowing to start grabbing fists full of clothes and shoes andcoats and draggin them along to the back fitting rooms, grunting andshivering as he felt his neck under the collar squeeze and narrow allthe while his vocalisation that he tried to keep quiet were becoming amuch more softer timbre, what short words he'd said to anyone looking athim developing into a smooth sexy sound fitting someone who might bemore well employed. " Why?" I'm going to bring out the woman hidden in you," was all Jack said, and then they rode in silence again.When they got to Jack's house, Marge looked quickly from window to window in the neighboring homes. She was very self-conscious of being alone with a strange man. Although no one would have known even if they saw her, she felt especially sinful not wearing her underwear. So when Jack ushered her into the house she moved quickly, glad to be out of sight."Would you like a drink?" Jack. The suite's balconies faced the waterfront.Sarah kissed Dave softly on the cheek and said, "I better call Daddy right away." She walked into one of the bedrooms so Dave went to the other.Dave called the operator, who was fluent in English, and was connected immediately to his father's cell phone. Dave had looked at his watch and calculated the seven hour time difference. It should be just before eight o'clock in the morning on QAI and his parents should be on their way to work or just arriving.