Because you miss Mom so much. I hear you wake up in the middle of the night all the time and I know that it is because of that dream you told me about... The one about the car accident. I know that you think about her all the time, like I do. And I know that you havent even attempted to find somebody new. Youre lonely and broken Daddy. I saw that I had accidentally touched you down there when I woke up, and I got to thinking. I thought maybe that I could&hellip,well&hellip,help ease your pain a. Her skin was pale, milky, so fair and perfect. Her hair was a black curtain pilling around her shoulders.Her eyes looked up, meeting mine. I trembled before the daimyo’s daughter. I had seen her from afar, but never up so close. What was she doing in the onsen? Didn’t her father’s castle have it’s own bath house?“You’re the miko at the shrine,” Mitsuko-hime said, her voice as lovely as a songbird. “Right?”My heart sped up. “I ... I am, Ojo-sama.” I lowered my eyes, not worthy to look at. She turned the water off and called out, "Is that you Kip?" She heard no response. Turning the shower back on she muttered to herself, "Now I'm hearing things."Steam was beginning to fill the bathroom and she started to turn toward the shower when she caught movement in the mirror behind her. Looking back at the mirror, she saw a young black man standing in the bathroom doorway. She screamed in fright and turned toward him.He grinned and as he advanced into the bathroom. She looked at his face. "He is a bit of a dish isn't he?" Helen said."He is yours if you fancy it." I said, "Why don't we see if they will make up a foursome."Helen just blushed and dropped her gaze but I knew what she was thinking about it."Look Helen, it's up to you." I said."I suppose we could just go and meet them for a chat." Helen said a little nervously. It was a big step for a married woman to take, I knew that."You don't have to do anything you don't want to Helen," I reassured her, "So shall I tell.