’ ‘Mandy, that is one of the main things Sandy shared about you that attracted me. I’m tired of people who just look out for themselves and neve... bother to see how their choices impact others. It’s so rare and precious to connect with someone who truly cares about others. I’m much older than you, Mandy, and I don’t want you to settle for less than what you want.’ ‘Ed,’ Mandy laughed, ‘I’m not aware of any guys trying to break down my door to get at me, but even if there was competition, I can. I slammed it off in annoyance. Jesus I didn't want to get up, today was Friday and I promised my elementary class they could dress up in costumes if they were good all week, and they most certainly were. Then the events of the previous night hit me. The tension-filled stand-off between my daughter and I, the fact that I openly gazed at her nakedness. And the overarching question that instantly made me warm between my legs, which was the fact that she may have been looking back at me the same. I straighten up. She straightens herself up, lifts her chin and walks to the couch. She looks like she’s upset with me, almost as if she’s planning to give me the silent treatment, but I know she’s just playing, and it doesn’t bother me. She sits down on the couch, puts on her headset, and grabs the controller. She already turned my game off, and inserted a different disk. The game comes up on the screen and, as I had speculated, she’s playing some online first person shooter. She still isn’t. He was looking towards the front door that hung precariously on its broken hinges.We slowly moved together to the black leather couch in the office where we sat side by side facing the killer.I whispered to her "Do you know him?" No ... no I don't" was her reply."Shut the fuck up" he growled at us.I held up my hands to indicate that I was complying. I could hear sirens getting closer - someone had thankfully called the police. The problem still to solve was how to get out of here alive.He stood.