We’ll pay our way.’ ‘Please take us home with you,’ Zoe chipped in enthusiastically. It needed clarifying. ‘You girls need someone much yo...nger than me, someone your own age... hey!’ Zoe had kicked off her ballet pump and a bare foot arrived at my crotch, toes tracing the outline of my growing bulge. ‘My god!’ she squealed, ‘he’s got more than enough for us, he’s fucking huge.’ ‘Mind your language,’ I rebuked. I’m a bit old fashioned about that sort of thing. ‘Yes Daddy,’ she said. “Your eyes are steady and clear, your speech isn’t disjointed. You’re focused. Whatever you see, you don’t appear to be suffering from delusions. I suspect you were experimenting today, testing your abilities to see just how valid they are. If so, you must realize how effective your techniques are. If you can’t admit what it is, at least give me a clue so I’ll know how long it’ll last, or how I can imitate it.”Phil sighed, leaning against the roof of his car, tilting his head back. “There’s. By that spring, Heather had blossomed into a young woman of medium height, with hair that indeterminate shade that's right between redheaded and blonde, and freckles on her face, which she never covered with makeup. She didn't have exactly what you would call a bikini body, but wasn't so heavy that a bikini would have made her body look uninteresting, if she ever wore one, which she only did rarely. Her green eyes blazed with a fierce intensity as she carried a picket sign, day after day,. Go on to the living room, and I'll join you at one o'clock."Dad looked at me curiously. If he'd been Mom he would have raised his eyebrow, but guys can't carry that off.I explained to him, "The girls that'll be coming today are doing so because they're Carol's friends and they want to meet me. Some of them will bike here, others will get dropped off. If I offered to take all the girls that didn't have bikes to the pool, then next time Carol invited them here none of them would come by bike..