And none of them nice ones. Well, it's a nasty thing, isn't it? It's bound to have nasty names for a nasty thing!''Yes, I can see that. And it IS a na...ty, smelly, disgusting thing. I wish I didn't have a cunt, Nick. I wish I had a cock like you do.''Well, you don't, bitch, and you never WILL have one. You'll only EVER have that stinking, dirty cunt of yours. Tough shit!'I thought long and hard over what he'd said. Later that day Dad came back from the football match in high spirits because his. "Speaking of Kevin. I had a lovely chat about you with her the otherday once she was used to being back to herself." He chirps. Expectingme to take the bait. Which of course I do.I suppose it was comforting in a way to think she still spoke of me.It had been about 10 weeks now since he disappeared."How is she?" I ask eagerly. I can't help myself."Like I predicted. Embracing her second chance. She's so much happiernow. Seeing a kind gentleman I believe. They seem to be going verywell."In a way. I simply wanted to be Dad and watch my baby graduate. Holly had already been accepted into the graduate program at Princeton, probably one of the best physics programs in the nation, and the rest of us were simply going to be the average family, assuming average families were surrounded by Secret Service agents.The following weekend was to be the beginning of the Middle Eastern trip, but we weren’t leaving until Sunday the 28th. Saturday the 27 th I was scheduled to speak to the graduating. .he's been drinking, she moves it over to another counter and then turns around only to bump into Paul and scream. Ahhhh! Pauls drink spills all over her work shirt, specifically her chest area. Oh so sorry sweetheart! He grins and puts his now empty glass down. Guess we'll have to wash this.....wouldn't want Barbara thinking you're drinking on the job. He laughs and then begins to unbutton her work top and yanks it off of her, throwing it to the ground.Now a black tank top that is showing off.