Last week I despised the man I called my father, and today I loved him.I took the shower head down and washed the soap off of my breasts and down my s...omach. I thought about his large, strong hands rubbing up and down my shoulders, my arms... my back... my waist. I leaned back against cold tiles, which sent chills down my spine. I closed my eyes and ran my fingers down the gap between my perky breasts to my stomach. I slowly rubbed my fingers up and down my wet slit, before gently slipping them. I’m going to dinner with Leanne. Remember?”“Yeah, I figured you could use a girl’s eye picking out your shirt, or...” Kristi put the picture of David’s mom in her dress uniform back onto a bookshelf.“Jesus! That’s why we had to come over?” Curtis slumped further down, “You crazy bint.”“Um, actually, thanks Kristi,” David scratched his head, “You want to come up to my room?”“Sure, we’ll be right up, kay?” She smiled at him and he shrugged before trudging back up the stairs. Kristi dashed over to. But she wanted to be different. Sure, she could have used ten thousand dollars but there was so much more she needed that seemed more important than money. He sensed her stare. His eyes shifted and looked into her eyes, they were directly aimed into his but seemed distant. He frowned then asked, ‘Something wrong?’ Her eyes blinked then she realized he was looking at her. She spread a smile over her lips then shook her head and denied her thoughts and concerns, ‘No, everything’s fine.’ she. I left, served her with divorce papers, and got on with my life.Except I really didn't get on with my life. Oh, my career prospered; I met and bedded a succession of lovely ladies and even got emotionally attached to a couple, but I was never able to go the extra step needed to make marriage a possibility. There was something missing in my life, an emptiness that I just couldn't seem to fill. One day, while getting ready to move to a new apartment, I was going through boxes of stuff, determined.