Today marks the second day that dad's been gone on one of his two week flights and I was determined to keep Dalia from getting down, in what ever way ...hat I could... being eighteen now and not having to work due to dads income meant that I could concentrate on Dalia more.One day I told Dalia that I was going to walk into town and hang out with a couple friends all day and she was happy for me and told me to have fun and come home whenever I wanted, I asked her what her plans were today and she. My wife was like “I heard you and Denise broke up. How are you. You guys were such a cute couple, etc.”. My wife said that he was still really wondering what was going on (he thought that Denise was involved). She said “I am going to be in Denver this weekend and I thought that maybe you and I could meet somewhere?”. She told him that she was going to be staying at some Holiday Inn or some other crappy motel in Denver. He agreed to stop by the motel and pick her up (he drove a. Let's grab something to eat; I know a great place just a few minutes from here. Besides, I think better on a full stomach."His pace had quickened and she had to step double-time in order to catch up with his long strides to the car. It surprised her that the driver had beaten them to the door. Without any encouragement needed she climbed in and waited for Jeffrey and the driver. Oddly enough she felt extremely comfortable in the car and in his presence, like she had done it dozens of times. It’s been a busy day but going home a little early. This road is fast but fairly straight for the mountains. My mind is sort of on autopilot. I want to close my eyes and imagine you being here but, for obvious reasons, not a good idea. A song comes on the radio that makes me think of you. My thoughts are very powerful. As I think of you I find myself getting very erect. It is sort of uncomfortable inside my pants the way I am sitting. I look around, the road is fairly clear at the.