That means you did get to take my cherry! My ass cherry!” I couldn’t do or say anything. I just laid there, smiling! I pulled Nikki to me and kiss...d her with as much passion as I had in me. “I love you, Nikki!” “I love you too, daddy!” Chapter 3 The days and weeks leading up to the birth of my grandchild was a whirlwind of activity. Shopping, fixing up a nursery, getting all of the necessary things parents need for the arrival of a new baby. It was exhausting! But, Nikki and I were never too. .. You get the drift? Half the fucking school knew there was going to be a big party at my place after the prom!It really didn’t hit me that there was a problem, though, until after Bobby drove us over to my house and I discovered we were leading a convoy. When I clicked the remote control for the gate, somebody else drove through before we did! “Bobby, we aren’t having a party. You have to send these people home!”“It’s just a couple of friends, Amber. It’s cool!”“It’s not cool, Bobby. My. I’d noticed straight away that Isabella had taken off her trainers and socks and went to help her finish serving out the food. Just as we were putting our food on the table, Emma skipped down the hallway and into the kitchen, wearing nothing but a flimsy white, very short nightie. Both Isabella and I noticed immediately how seductive she looked, adoring what we thought were perfectly shaped legs. Her blonde hair hung loose, over her shoulders and down her back. The fabric of her nightie barely. .. a quick fresh water rinse of the cabin sole and the seacock was closed. Supposedly ... we were good to go ... and we were. Provisioning took the rest of two days. Re-rigging the mast and standing rigging and fine tuning the rig fleshed out the week.The Baltic cabinetmaker was a great deal of help with the rig tuning.I paid.The dockyard apologized for the miscue ... they were used to the donkey failing at the worst possible times.None of the new cabin wood was veneer over ply so there wasn't.