The building seemed fully functional. There was even an elevator in the library below the lounge, but the damn keyboard went dead as soon as somebody ...ouched the first key. Nothing they saw had an easy explanation. It seemed inconceivable a frat house would have such an opulent setting, the space and the quality of the workmanship just didn’t make sense. For a while the group congregated in the multimedia room on the ground floor, about half the people debating what was going on while the other. He took a sip of his coffee and said, “You know, it’s been ages since we had lunch together. Why don’t you come to the office at noon?”Meleda said enthusiastically, “That sounds wonderful! It’ll do you good to have something substantial for a change.”Haruz laughed and pulled himself to his feet after he had finished his coffee. Meanwhile, he reflected upon her words and knew that she was right; he needed to pay attention to his health after taking so many booster pills. He put his hand on her. He scanned the group of staff, sitting at tables near the kitchen and there she was, a drab little thing with her eyes fixed on him. When she saw he was looking at her she attempted a smile but it didn’t work very well. She just looked sad and resigned. She tried to look away as if their eyes had only met by accident but she was drawn back to him almost immediately.“Go and join the others by the window there,” he told Louisa. He beckoned the girl. She hesitated as if unsure that he really meant. Luckily Ashley lived only four doors down and was most likely walking since they always took Sierra's far nicer car when they went out. “C’mon, I’ll take you girls out for ice cream.” 'Shit' he thought to himself, this oughta be fun. Ashley climbed into the truck, saying nothing. Obviously, she's still pissed off about two different things now. Finally after a waaay too long uncomfortable silence. She blurted out:“So, Alan, how did it feel to make out with your own horny daughter?”“Ashley,.