Then she floored me again when she said, "For lunch I have a peanut butter sandwich. Then for supper..." Wait a minute. That's all you ever have for l...nch?!"She seemed embarrassed. But she nodded."You've never had anything but a peanut butter sandwich for lunch in your entire life?" No. That's what I'm allowed to have." What do they give you for dinner, dog food?"She smiled wryly and said, "No. I eat whatever they do for dinner except on the nights they go out." How often do they go out? And. .” pushing away from the door I sway towards her. Sarah looks around my place lingering more on me as I approach her…she smiles nervously, “ I’m sorry.. it’s just I’ve never been one for being on time..and I wanted..to be on time and so..I ..Umm came over early.” When she blushes her lovely chest flushes a peach color, I wet my lips and stare her straight in the eyes with an almost predatory look. She looks back with a startled deer in headlights comparison but it rapidly dissipates to a wanton. On top of everything else that we have been doing lately, we have also been shopping, buying some new clothes that are popular here in the States. The good thing is that there are a lot of similar clothes all around the world. The house has been painted, the rugs put down, the kitchen redone, etc. So much has been done to that house that I almost feel bad for it. It actually looked really good before we did stuff to it, but at the same time, there were some things that needed fixing. The. .' Jeff trailed off before he finished the sentence. ' What dad? What is the problem?! ' Jeff rubbed his eyes and face, again sighing. ' I shouldn't be telling my eighteen year old daughter this but i just can't satisfy your mum in bed anymore. ' Blushing, Jeff looked to his daughter then quickly away. He could see the stunned silence on her face. A few moments went by for Sarah to take in the information before she spoke. ' Dad, do you still love mum? ' A quick answer flew from her father's.