"I don't mind." Dad," said Brit, "I thought you said..."Greg suddenly knew what she was thinking. He was sending her mixed messages; on the one hand h... had told her that a daughter shouldn't go around naked in front of her father, and on the other hand, here was Lissa naked with him right now."Brit, I'm sorry," he said. "I know I'm not being consistent with you, and you don't deserve to have me confuse you like that." What are you talking about?" asked Lissa."Today we had a father-daughter. I rapped on the door, I couldn’t see in through the glass pane because it was obscured by blinds.I waited for a few minutes and was about to leave when the door opened.“What is it? I’m trying to take a shit.”It was a guy who looked to be in his fifties. Long scraggly-looking guy, disheveled hair with a tatty white doctor's coat. He had a newspaper tucked under one arm and a half-bent cigarette hanging out of his mouth. His eyes looked shot. I didn’t think he slept recently.“Uhh, is this the. Andrea said I want a Pina colada. I went off to fix their drinks. As I handed the drinks to them Andrea told me to check on them in another hour. Now get lost she said. I went inside and stood at the kitchen window so I cold see them. It was boring, they looked like a married couple. Why wasn't he all over my wife's tight little body? I went into the den to watch TV , it seemed more exciting than watching them. I was caught up in a TV show and didn't hear Andrea come in the house. She cleared. Do it now slut."He disconnected and she stood there looking at the phone in her hand. He was there! He was there in the building and somehow he had known that she would be there at the cocktail party. Who was he? How did he know so much about her? The answer of course was on the fourth floor.She glanced around the room and saw Rick in conversation with a couple of men. She dropped her cell phone in her purse and walked over to the doorway to the ballroom. Just opposite was the bank of four.