(How I wished I were his daughter!). So I put my own post up, asking for help with my father and the dog. The responses I got were varied; most of t...em asking for me to send pictures not offering help at all. A few of them were dirty emails, describing what people would do to me if I *were* their daughter and did I want to Role-play? These at least got me hot, and also got me into a chat room where I started role-playing. This relieved some of the tension, but I was still a walking. We chatted a little more and I said I needed to go. He said ok but then asked me one more question. Do you want to come back tomorrow? I thought about it for a few seconds and said “I don’t know”. It was only Monday, and it did feel great, I then said, “I will think about it”. His response was that I knew how to find him and that I was always welcome. To make a long story shorter, I did go back to his room on Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday. On Tuesday and Wednesday, I got the same results.. .. so he would ring or txt me most days and when he needed a lift or help with things i would do it, so when he needed to move his stuff i helped out.. i also helped out with decorateing his new flat,. to which my then fella kept moaning you spend more time with steve than me. which was true in away but after almost ten years together he left.. i was very depressed ,, to which steve noticed and said come on your a good looking fella ya soon find someone else , some how he always knew what to. Little did she knew about the little adventure I was having without her. I faked a smile. My manager came near to us. He stood so close that his thing would touch Riya and he screamed..lets have some fun. Jump into the pool all of you. I wondered if it was a private pool booked for us as I saw no other guests there. There were waiters walking around. The guys all removed whatever they were wearing and jumped in wearing only their underwear. The water splashed on us and we tried to block water..