The chill of the night and stormy winds chip away at the man causing him to retreat into his home eventually. The house was a dark as the night sky. H... ran his fingers through his dark hair, the low light making it shine like the onyx jewel; contrasting his paler skin, just warmer than the color beige. His bare feet pressed into the carpeted floor of his room as his shirt fell next to him.He crawled into his bed the muscles of his arms flexing and growing more defined, his long body leaving. Olivia smiled tightly and handed her a credit card. She signed the slip and handed Cari the pink striped shopping bag. Putting her arm around her daughter, she guided her out of the store.Cari was shaking as they walked to the car. She was certain that her mom was going to completely lose it as soon as they were alone. Olivia seemed perfectly calm, though."Mom," she said quietly when they were nearly home, "Are you going to tell Daddy?"Olivia smiled at her daughter. "I don't think he's ready. “Besides, are you afraid he is going to know that you are pleased by me more than he ever will be able to please you?”“You can’t tell him at all, please!” Anthe looks at Harper pleadingly.“Are you afraid he’ll leave?” Harper asks coyly. “Or are you really afraid that your father will find out?”“Aren’t you afraid?” she counters.The question hits Harper hard. She only asked the question to see how the girl would react. She never expected to be asked and then be expected to give an answer.“You’re. I was no Michael Phelps but was the 2 nd best swimmer on the team, and was almost as big and muscular as Michel Phelps. Of course Ginger was at the meet. Sitting in the front row of the bleachers like she always did, giving everyone a show with her long legs extending from her short skirt, and her low cut top. For the swimmers on the other team she was a distraction – our secret weapon for home meets. We eked out a two point win – and Ginger and I were most responsible, she because of the.