It seemed as if she had stuck a pin in my balloon. Amazingly, I had forgotten all about Dexter in the last several days. The jerk, I thought and felt ...y anger building. ‘What about Saturday night?’ I asked, trying to keep the irritation from my voice. Cindy got a sad look on her face. ‘Sorry sweetie, but Dexter doesn’t have many weekends free and he said he wanted to spend this one with me.’ I couldn’t hold it back anymore. ‘What do you see in that jerk? He flashes money around like he’s some. ” I felt dumb saying that. Judy replied “Poor daddy. Your poor balls. They must be so full. Maybe you should drain them.” I did not know I needed such a draining until she mentioned it. Maybe I should do that soon, but I know I would feel guilt from it knowing my daughter was probably the one encouraging it. I responded. “Maybe someday, but that’s a personal matter.”Judy nearly made my head explode when she sent her last message for the night that said “Maybe this will help. Goodnight daddy.”. I’ve worked there for five years now, it was my first job out of school and it pays pretty well. I’m head of maintenance, but that’s not hard to be when you only have a staff of three cleaners. It’s my job to make sure everything is working, everything’s clean and tidy. I’m the first one in and the last one out. For the first year I used to find any excuse I could to go into the showers and the locker room when it was busy, or when one of the regular muscled guys was in. There were a few guys I. Opening the car door for her, Tim took Sandy by the hand and walked her to her door."Thanks, Tim, I enjoyed it. I appreciate your calling me." Sandy, can I come in for a minute? I won't try to stay long, I just want to sit down and talk to you for a second before I go." Well, my parents are probably upstairs. If they are, we should have some privacy for a few minutes, at least. I don't think they would want you here long, though." Ok. Let's see."Sandy opened the door. After seeing that things.