I paused it when Heather slid her shorts off, staring for a long time at her pussy. My hand was a blur in the dark, backlit by the laptop.Heather knoc...ed on my door.I quickly covered myself and closed the laptop. "You can come in!" I called out.Heather peeked around the corner, jokingly checking to see if it was safe to come in. "Yes. You can come in," I said, laughing. "It's safe."She walked in, laughing, "What you watching?" A baseball game," I answered, absently, as I stared at my daughter.. I left her at the table and went to the bathroom and when I came back she wasn't there. I looked around for her and spotted her out on the dance floor with a black guy who had to be ten years younger than she was. Getting up and dancing with a stranger and a black one at that was so unlike Bea that I began to wonder if she'd had one margarita too many.I watched the two of them dance and while I couldn't be sure from my angle I thought that the man just might have his hand on Bea's ass. The song. "The breakup was expected by all, but that didn't make going through it any easier for Dawn. She was clearly exhausted from her day. But after letting go of Dayna, she spied me and immediately walked over with her arms open for another hug.I knew she needed her best friend right now, not a potential lover. I welcomed her against me and hugged her fiercely, pecking her forehead and otherwise keeping my embrace completely platonic. I didn't say anything. She didn't need words from me. She just. Until then they would consider her the person in charge of all decisions for the company.After the meeting and the few kiss-asses trying to jockey for position with her, she called Alex Blum."Alex," she said as he came on the line, "I want you to find the best stroke specialist in France and hire him to take care of Carl. I want a team of the best therapists that you can find and I want his therapy to start today. I want a full-time nursing staff to watch over him twenty-four hours a day. I.