She listens to my explication and seems to ponder over it for a while. Then she continues, “But irrespective of their interest in the butt, most men...are still obsessed with the female breasts, the first thing they normally see in a girl is her breasts; studies have confirmed this fact.”“Does that contradict what I have said? I pose her. “Well, I don’t know. But most men continue to be obsessed with the breasts, yet they are also drawn to the female’s butt; doesn’t this make their interest in. So we picked a fight. Real bad fight I tell you. Over literally nothing! So I decided to grab a beer or two, or three, or maybe even four – who knows – and settle down to think and drink it over, and vice versa.” “You know what dude,” the regular said again, “just fuck that bitch. She has to see you’re right. A man has to recover from his job once in a while, why not that day?” Before the young man had the time to even think of a possible answer to this rather crude insult towards his daughter,. I had visited him many times to pay the rent mostly blow jobs.On this day the phone rang I heard mom say Okay in and hour. She ran her hand across my cheek "my special princess" she said as she always did. She said that the rent is 2 months behind "ok mom it's alright I know what he wants" She ran a lavender scented bubble bath for me. My outfit was laying on the bed a short pleated pink and white plaid skirt, white fishnet thigh hi's, pink satin panties with white ruffles on the back, black. ’ Angus’ voice was patient with her. ‘I am not of this time, he is.’ Jeanette sighed, ‘I knew it was too good to be true. Can’t I just stay with you?’ ‘No, lass, it wouldn’t be right if you stayed with me. He’s the one you want now, I’m only a memory. We always find each other, don’t you fret.’ Jeanette snuggled deeper into his embrace, ‘I wish all memories were as comfortable as you are.’ ‘Would you like to see him,’ he asked, ‘as he is now?’ Jeanette shrugged, ‘I suppose so, he can’t look.