One item, a wooden replica of Lord Nelson's flagship, Victory, caught his attention. "Dad would like this." he muttered as he reached for the model fr...gate."Please don't touch that!" a man called from behind him.Startled, James turned around to see an old man behind the counter. He wore a bathrobe and pointed hat. James thought that his long white beard made him look a lot like a skinny Santa Claus."Don't you mean Father Christmas," the old man asked. "After all, we are in England." Huh, what?. “I know what you’re going to say dear but would you consider letting me do something to you or with you?” “Pardon me?” Libby said. With that, Ada looked at Libby as if her mother sort of. She told Libby that whatever happens now was just a taste of what might happen between two women. Libby didn’t understand at all. “Let me do one thing. Relax, don’t move,” Ada said. “I’m going to reach out and I’m going to” and Ada looked at Libby’s bosoms once again before saying “touch your bosoms and touch. You have to talk to her, immediately. You have to explain to her this is all my fault. You were scared and didn’t know what to do. You have to do this fast before she tells anyone. She doesn’t wanna hurt you, baby, she cares too much about you to ruin your life, I’m sure if you talk to her she will understand.” His first concern was his lovely daughter and her reputation but he was also nearly shitting himself thinking of what would happen to his marriage, career, and life if this got. Shewas always ready for him and would never dream of turning his advances away,wasting an opportunity. But he wasn't paying her any attention. She sighed again, flopping the book down on her belly. "I have an idea," she said, looking to see if he would acknowledgeher words. He lifted his head from the screen and turned, raising his eyebrows in aquestion. She took a deep breath, gathering her thoughts and stared directly at him. "I want to be in charge," she said slowly. Then, losing her.