I should describe all the girls in the house before I tell you who it was though. Since the only one you've heard of so far is Bailey we will start th...re. She's our oldest daughter, that's why she has the big college fund, our younger has one too just nowhere near as substantial yet. She's a beautiful girl, but not a cheerleader type, she tends to wear very little makeup and ties her black hair back in a single long ponytail. She's an otherwise very average 15 year old girl, about 5 foot 5, 110. Moments later we were eating pizza at Rocco’s. On our short drive home Dad said “Well, boy, you got 29 pair of quality pantyhose out of me this Christmas, I hope you take care of them.” I sincerely replied to him “Oh I will. I promise I will take care of them and when they get a run I will continue to wear them until they are rags.” “Well, I don’t know that you have to go that far, but just take care of them.Mom arrived home not long after we did and we did the usual family things on Christmas. That and fact he has gone to hospital to have the cast removed and isn’t going to be back until late afternoon. Finally all the shit has been shovelled and the lads stop for a break. Izzy offers them a cold drink. She is again wearing her cut offs and a loose sleeveless top with a plunging neckline. Bending from the waist down she slowly fills the boy’s glasses making sure they both get a good look down her top. As they rest Izzy asks if they would like to take a shower to clean up. The. “Try it against this.” For lack of any other idea, I played a simple riff, a derivative of a classic rock figure.Lara stabbed at a starting note, but couldn’t get anything going. “That’s not going to work.”I played around with a few other options. A blues? No, of course not. A few other half-formed thoughts came out of the amp. Finally I looked up at her.“I don’t really know what to do with it yet.”“Hmm. Try something a bit slower, but not too slow. Something dark, but hopeful?”That was more to.