It really made my gray-blue eyes pop. It almost seemed like my father staring back at me more than the mental image I had of myself. A tinge of nostal...ia creep in. I missed that crazy old man. He was the only family I’d ever known.I stepped into the shower to freshen up before getting to work. “Why do I still bother with this stupid job anyway,” I thought to myself while washing my hair. “Thanks to dad, I’ve got enough money for two lifetimes.”My father was a grade-A womanizer. There’s no. "Like a performing seal waiting expectantly for a sardine treat, Amanda excitedly clapped her hands together, then... ... tsssstttt... "AAAAAEIIIIIFUUUCK!!" screamed Kelsey, launching herself straight up into the air.Sitting back with a smug look, Amanda was conspicuously rolling a can of Bactine between her fingers."Kelsey, climb down from there! You're making a spectacle of yourself!" I said.Kelsey was hanging from a light fixture, panting heavily while staring down with murderously loving. Mam saw that and gave a smile but didnt say anything.After a minute I said that her langa is also wet because of cleaning with water she said yes but langa will not be visible to outside so it is Ok, then I said that jacket is also wet she saw it and asked me to turn around and started to unhook the jacket, she asked to confirm that no one is coming in that way, when I said that no one is coming, she removed the jacket and kept it under fan now she was standing infront of me in bra only I was. " It wasn't for us, Kenny. We fought all the time. It kept us from being close like family should be." Was that only from the competition, Gene? Since I've been down here, I've seen all of you fighting with each other still. It could be that all of you have personalities that thrive on conflict. You need to channel that into more positive areas. Give them all challenges that keep them too absorbed to leave them time for fighting. Wait until next week when you meet Joyce. Watch how she keeps.