That means a lot to me despite your endorsement a fortnight ago."Joanna hugged and kissed Jerry warmly. "Goodbye, Dad. See you soon," she said softly....erry's eyes widened and then he beamed with delight. "Thank you, Joanna. That means a lot to me."He pulled her back into the hug and returned her kiss."It's all Zoë's fault," she smiled back at him."No. She might have been persuasive but it was your decision in the end."He gave her another gentle squeeze and she beamed up at him. The three of. " He takes Missy gently by the shoulders, "Now, you've got your phone, right?" Yes, Dad." And enough for a taxi home, right?" Dad, yes." Alright, you be a good girl. Don't let this slick hound take advantage of you..." ... Dad!" ... no smoking, no drinking, no drugs..." Herbert," Her mother cut in. "They're good kids. They'll be fine."He relented. Five minutes later, we were back in the car and Peter finally got the kiss he'd been angling for. "You look unbelievable, Missy."She blushes, "You. " No," she whispered."Now, um," went on Tim slightly hesitantly, "would you mind me calling you Wendy. Ms Waters sounds so formal and pompous?"She gave him a beaming smile. "I'd like that very much but, if you don't mind, I'd rather go on calling you Mr Richards."He smiled back, problem solved. "Fine with me," he said.Apologetically she asked if he would mind if she started the cookery side of things slowly. Accordingly they merely had sausages, mashed potatoes and peas for supper that evening. It was a dingy green color and the small front porch was leaning a bit because one of the support legs was broken. Weeds had grown half way up the side and the small windows were filthy.Jim knocked on the door and he heard foot steps inside and then the door opened. A young girl who looked about 14 or 15 stood there in a pair of tight blue cut off denim shorts. He would find out later she was 18 but just looked very young. Her firm thighs were tan as was her bare tummy below the white tank top.