Ms. Dixon’s firm has a calculator, and based on your monthly income...”“Hang on. I have a monthly income?” I asked.“What do you think Caryn ...as been depositing into your bank account each month?” Dad asked.“My allowance?”“For tax purposes, it’s your income,” Dad explained.“So she can’t complain about how I spend it?” I asked for clarification.“Would you rather I have your mom monitor your spending?”“I guess we got off track,” I said and quickly diverted the conversation back to how much child. I stated that the first person from my area that recognizes her and messages me can fuck her. Little did I know how well it would play out. She eventually found out I was posting her pics and was extremely hurt. Didn't understand why I would do such a thing. I let her know my feeling of wanting to share her and see her with another guy or even guys. It took her a while to get over by betrayal. She eventually did and stared to do some things I asked her to do like go to the club with a short. Damn, but I loved that thing!I was driving, sharing the front seat with my wife Joan, and her old friend Beth. I was just coming off a rotation on the eleven to seven trauma shift in the ER, so I was good to drive all night. I was drinking coffee, the girls were on their second bottle of wine, getting loose and giggly. Beth's husband Frank was on a futon mattress upon the folded rear seats, sleeping on and off, rising to join in conversation now and then.It was June, the season of weddings and. ”“I do. And it’s wise. Tell him to go to our website and look up the main number, then call and ask for me. Have him tell my assistant that it’s related to karate and she’ll put him right through.”“Why not call the number on the card?”“Because that could easily be faked. He can also get the phone number from the White Pages if he wants to be sure.”“My dad isn’t QUITE that crazy,” Iris said. “But he did talk to Sensei Ichirou who said you were, and I quote, ‘a responsible, honorable man who.