Twice, she sold product, once a jerky jar, and the second time, a jerky and a pepperoni. I had to make change for her. By twelve, she was relaxed and ...aving a good time. We finished at one and I told her that we could either get a room or go to lunch. She chose lunch because she had a lot of questions she wanted to ask me. She was having a problem containing her excitement. To her, this was like having a good excuse to walk around meeting guys. That was the one part of working for her father. After 30 minutes or so, she came straight to the kitchen. She was wearing black shorts and a red mini shirt revealing her breast cleavages, belly button and fleshy sides of her thighs and long legs. “Hello papa, what’s going on” she smiled and kissed at my cheek. “Fixing something light for dinner” I replied and asked her hesitantly without looking towards her, “Honey, do you have a boy friend?” “No papa; why?” She rather counter questioned. “Do you love somebody?” I further enquired. “No papa”. ‘Do you know anything about computers Freddie?’ she asked, reaching forward and pushing his fringe back and showing no sign of embarrassment at her meddling. ‘A bit,’ he said carefully. ‘A warning message has come up on my laptop that my D:drive is almost full. That ought not be so because D is my recovery drive.’ ‘Hmmmm,’ he said stalling while waiting for her offer, hopefully her best offer. She touched a breast and Freddie thought she was almost there. ‘Fix my problem and I’ll cook and serve. Nikolai and Walter decided to go see a show on their final day and thenperhaps work out together. They sat in the darkened theater as Nikolaithought about his brother. He loved him. His brother was six years olderand he just met the man three years ago. His mother told him about Walterand her relationship with George. He hunted the man down and found hisbrother In Riga.They spent the final few hours watching the show at the theater and thenthey hit the Gym at midnight. Walter admired his little.