The next morning Kelly and I were sitting at the table having breakfast. She had made us bacon and eggs and toast and it was nice having someone else ...ook for a change. As we ate, I kept looking at her. She noticed me watching her and at first, she smiled, then she blushed.Finally, she asked. "What's wrong, Mark? Why do you keep looking at me?" Kelly, last night after you went to sleep I got up and came into the living room. I couldn't sleep and I didn't want to wake you." I said."Why couldn't. “Don’t tell me that you, Heather, aren’t interested in Celeste. I’ve seen you look at her.”“How could any hetero male or lesbian-leaning girl not be interested in Celeste? She’s gorgeous.”Liya cut in with, “What are you girls planning for Celeste?”Before Heather could respond, I jumped in with, “I was simply asking if we girls might be interested in dressing a bit risqué this evening.”Liya looked around briefly, then stared at me for a while, before saying, quietly, “Do you think Dad is really. Well, in many ways I am his sidekick. It is not a bad thing. It isjust how it worked out. I have never really been a sidekick before,but I am enjoying it, mostly for it is how much I can trust him.I always question people. It is not that I don't trust them. It is Ijust don't trust them to think out what they are doing or even whythey are doing it . It is like they are on auto-pilot. I heard thephrase enough "it seemed like a good idea at the time" to know thatpeople do not think enough. I know. Damn but they were so full.“So what do you want me to do. Call Jerry and tell him he should take you back?” I walked around her. Admiring her figure. I couldn’t get over how full her breasts were on such a short girl. The softness of her hair. It was in a ponytail, a blue scrunchy keeping it in place.“I - I thought you could explain. That it was just a mistake and that - it didn’t mean anything.” Her head kept turning to see me, then around again as I moved to her other side. I reached out and.