Brandon followed Lisa, and I had to admit, I was getting used to seeing a girl.Then Sheila finally entered. She moved quickly down the stairs in a bla...k lace top and black leather pants. "Can we go now?" Wow, you look hot." I said, standing in more ways than one. Her father grunted again and I glanced in his direction. "Nice. I mean nice." You look microwave-able." She rolled her eyes. "I'll be back." She stuffed some keys in her pocket and headed for the door."Have fun on your date dear." he. Anyway, that was the plan.I saw the three of them come in. My daughter was dressed very nicely, her cohorts almost as nicely. They took a booth. She hadn’t seen me. But she would: I’d have to put up my cue just a few feet from where she was sitting.“Steve, take a break, okay. I’m gonna get me another brew,” I said.“Get me one too; you owe me one anyway,” he said. I signaled that I would.I was waiting for Barry to do me some good. He saw me and came over.“Another one?” he said. I held up two. His fingers continued downward to the area above her shapely ass in the small of her back. The hand oil seemed to become more fluid as he rubbed the area on either side of her spine, the oils were concentrated with stimulants and hormones that would bring about the desired effect, an effect that she would not consciously notice, but would bring about what her mother wanted from her. As he rubbed her, these ancient hormones worked their way into her system close to her ovaries, stimulating them. It is very common to understand the chaos and daily fights next door. I was observing the Surekha’s situation for many months. Her hubby would drink daily and fight with her for which she was emotionally frustrated.One day I approached her for the contact number and without hesitating, she gave it to me. She would have thought for some work-related I am asking her contact number. I was planning to contact her but I needed the topic to start the conversation.One night at around 11 pm I heard her.