“Yup, are you able to handle a glass of water?” I asked.She held up her hand and I brought it to her she sipped it and looked at me through bleary...eyes.“I am sorry.” She said“It’s okay baby we have all been there.” I said soothingly.“No, those guys were trying to get me to touch them and let them touch me. I didn’t I swear but it was too close.” She murmured. “Never again.” She said with all the finality of being drunk.Then she was out.I took the glass of water out of her hand and put it back. My daughter was really enjoying her gift.“Enjoy!” my daughter said and rushed off into the building. She grabbed another student, a senior girl named Ashlea Botterill, and planted a quick kiss on her lips.“Boy, she's friendly,” Taylor said, a shiver running through her body. Her cheeks burned bright.“Yep,” I said as Sam turned and kissed another girl.“Is she going to kiss every girl on campus?” asked my wife.“I think so. Maybe I shouldn't have given her that power.” It was too late now. It. She wiped the toast crumbs from her lips, sipped some coffee, and nestled into the sofa for a tough day watching the telly, still in her dressing gown. A dark figure flashed past the window, catching Jennifer’s eye. The letterbox clanged and the hazy humanoid form raced back past the window as if going fast was going to stop them getting wet. Jennifer sighed as she began to drag herself up from the nest she’d made to retrieve the mail when something caught her ear. ‘The average age of a first. She's our kid now, not just his and yours." The judge gave him the second weekend of the month and alternating holidays every year," she said. "But it isn't going to be near enough for him especially since she expressed a preference to be with me, and by inference you too." Yes, I know. It's got to be killing him. He's my brother, even if I'm not his anymore. I gotta figure out a way to get us back together at least on speaking terms. But, damned if I have any ideas at the moment," he said.I.