It was more of a bonding like family. Those lost years of hers, were a lot like my time in the military in many ways.Cheryl was trying to find her pla...e in a new world. It was very similar to my own position at that moment. The difference was that I had almost a year's head start. I wanted to keep an eye on her, to make sure her choices weren't dangerous. It was the very least I could do for a fellow traveler."Cheryl you look exhausted. You have done more than your duty. You stood with me. So she came to me for comfort. Running his fingers through his hair, Dillon tilted his head back into the stream of steaming water. So, if I want to be around her more, then she needs to be scared again. Seeking comfort ... from me. Smirking as he put the two and two together, he wiped the water from his eyes. Anxious Suki = comfort from Dillon. Perfect.Self-satisfied, Dillon grabbed the soap he began washing down his body - cleaning the red, caked on remnants of the night away. As he watched. I was having my dildo do the same to me. I was really getting into it moaning and saying things like, “Oh yeah, fuck me! Fuck me Lito.” And then out of the blue, a loud knock came from my front door down stairs. I ignored the knocking and kept drilling my ass with the dildo hoping whoever it was would just leave. But that wasn’t the case, another knock came from downstairs followed by a ring from the door bell a few seconds later.Chapter 2The Dad Next Door“Are you fucking kidding me?”, I said. Then I also moved down. The next day I again went up to the terrace for some fresh air, and Chaya was there on the terrace. She had come to put the clothes for drying.Me: Hi.Chaya: Hello.Me: (She seems to be in a somewhat good mood today). Yesterday I think I made you a little upset.Chaya: A little, but it was not your fault.Me: What happened?Chaya: It’s a long story. Leave it.Me: (I wanted to know, but I didn’t press for it) You seem to be quite happy today.Chaya: Well, today is my father’s.