I opened the drawers. A little dust, some paper lint, a stray paper clip. I'd best get a box of files and three sets of alphabet tabs. No! Wait! I had...an assistant! I'd put Des to work in the morning setting up the office. He could figure out how to get tape and paper clips and envelopes and all that stuff.I sat down and stared at the shelves, realizing that I hadn't the stamina to work on them today. Nearly 11:30. I wondered whether any of the kids were downstairs. I owed them another lunch. Aftera moments thought she crossed the road and entered. When she was in thereshe went directly to the dildos section. She picked up a thick purple onewhich was 12" long. She paid and went away.Later that week Alex was in France and feeling really horny. She was on thebeach and in public, but she thought she may go for a fuck with someoneanyway. It was then she saw Rachel. She knew Rachel from school, and hadalways thought that she was attractive."Rachel" she called. "Come over. Both not looking each other I again put my hand inside her tee this time she did not hesitate, wow she was co-operating wow I touched her nipples I became mad started to squeeze them one by one. Now be both with difficult tried to make eye contact she was afraid so do I.I told her its ok we can do it and pinched her left nipple, she gave me a smile I planted a kiss on her forehead, she kissed me on my cheeks. Now I’m squeezing her breasts with my both hands I see her enjoying biting her lips.I. I lost. House, car, alimony, but most importantly, I lost all rights to my 10 year old daughter, Cecilia. My angel in life. No visitation rights, not even supervised. So now I’m standing at one of my job sites, ready to jump my 6’1′ black haired, medium build body into a cement mixer. The only thought preventing me from leaping is that I don’t want Cecilia to have a suicide for a father. I take a step back. I am determined to be the best non-existent father possible. Since Janine sold the house.