Mark winced, knowing everyone in the salon could hear her. ‘Shira,’ Mark warned. Ashira took a deep breath to calm herself down. ‘How’d you k...ow about Mel?’ Mark wanted to know. Ashira rolled her eyes. ‘Her face is too expressive,’ Ashira answered. Mark chuckled. ‘Leave Serenity be, she loves Jake and he adores her,’ Ashira murmured. Mark’s face hardened. ‘She’s my daughter. We made her,’ Mark said. Ashira clenched her hands into fists. ‘And you abandoned us both,’ Ashira hissed. Mark sighed.. Etc.. Ph...……He checked the website everyday no replies. So he printed off some flyers and walked around the neighbourhood putting them in peoples letterboxes. Two girls that were a year ahead of him at school were collecting the mail read the flyer and told their mother that she should pay Josh to come mow the lawns and trim some bushes while dad was away on business. Mrs Bolders thought that was a great idea. She rang Josh and arranged for him to come around the following Monday to do some. Unlike my phone, hers had a front-facing camera. And unlike me, she knew how to use the camera on her phone. She zoomed in on our faces and nary a nipple appeared at all.“Cool,” she said as she looked at it.“Hangin’ out with my guy in Nashville,” Liz typed before she uploaded photo. “Just took a swim and thought we’d stop in to say hi. Love to you all, Liz and Travis.”She turned to me and sent the browser back to where we’d left. She had done the posting as a reply to her previous post so it. Sluts and whores wear that garbage. You're my daughter, my angle, you don't have to..." I'm no slut! I'm sexy and you can't handle it. You can't stand that I have the looks you don't have any more!"Maria turned to the side, looking at herself in her daughter's full length mirror and shivered. Her teenage years long since gone, the body she once had has moved on to her daughter.But damit that's ok, let her daughter have the looks of youth, of sexuality. She had her fun when she was younger, but.