On sexstories but I had looked and can’t find his name. It was the only story of his on the site. I decided to write part two. I hope this is ok.WTF... He knew that voice. He heard it every day. No, it couldn’t be, he thought. Shaking, he pulled out his phone, opened his contacts, and pushed the one named Amanda. Just then he heard a phone ring in the stall next to him. When the ringing stopped he heard the familiar voice on his phone say “Hi Daddy...”He quickly ran out into the lobby, he didn’t. Also getting a feel for where she started is a good thing.The black waitress came to the table to get their order.Waitress: What you out of town Lawyers going to have?Mike: Okay out of town I get, since you probably know everyone who comes in, but what makes you think we are lawyers?Waitress: Do you really want to know?May: Sure give us your homegrown deductions.Waitress: Well he looks like a nerd, and you look like you sittin' on the sharp end of a fence post. What with your little black. His face retained his original features: a high, proud forehead; prominently crested brows above deep-set blue eyes; a narrow, sharply defined nose with broad nostrils; and a wide, generous mouth framed with full lips. His chin was his good feature: strong, square set, with a broad jaw. His head sat on a strong neck over square and generously muscled shoulders.He felt good ... better, in fact, than he could ever remember. He was not yet aware of it, but he had grown taller in the healing. . a fair round of applause.“In First Place, dancing a Quickstep, winning their Third Consecutive competition and only the fourth couple to do so are Charles Newman and Claire McArthur!”The building seemed to rumble like an earthquake had just happened, but the crowd very appreciatively all stood up and applauded together as we ran out to wave to them. There were shoutouts, of ‘I love you, Charles’ to which Claire grabbed me and gave me a kiss in front of the masses.She kept it closed mouthed,.