He looked at Sandra then at me and I quipped to him."It's a woman thing so you wouldn't understand." Aw grandpa!"I busted up laughing at Sean as he le... out a sigh."Harry, I wasn't supposed to let you see the pictures, but I think you should take a look at them for your own peace of mind."I took the yellow envelope from his hand and went over to the desk. I took each of the eleven pictures out and memorized the faces as I looked at them. They weren't all that impressive but I knew that I would. " I bent down and kissed his lips gently. We both had tears in our eyes.Chad had put our sheets in the washer and fixed our coffees and toast. I sat down and buttered and jellied my piece of toast.Dad finished his breakfast and left for his golf. Chad and I enjoyed eating together. I think I enjoyed these breakfast times more than almost any other time. Chad's party tonight was to be a surprise though I had little hope of truly hiding it from him. We were going to shower and dress to go to the. You would have pulled all your hair out trying to figure out what to do about it, but once you were bald, you would have made your move.”“I still didn’t make a move. She did. Blair used the fact that we are the worst cyclist as an excuse to invite me cycling every spare minute we had. I was still too dumb to see the signals, so she asked me on a date. She even insisted on paying because you pay her more than me.”“I pay her more than you because of the hours she works and what she does. In a. A beautiful, bronzed face whipped into the single sliver of light, cast from between the blinds. Dark, long black hair cascaded down a red trench coat. Glowing yellow eyes looked at me. “Hello, Bree,” the beautiful vixen spoke. “Come sit at my knee.” Just as a scared person would do, I gave her what she wanted. I let the thought cross my mind of whether to scream, run or go for my phone. Just as I expected, she read my thoughts. “You don’t want to do that. Come.” “Who are you? And why are you.