I though about her but yet I waited. I needed to catch her off guard after she thought everything was OK. Kelsey came home from school on a Friday.... The time was right. We were going to have a fun weekendtogether. She had started to dress like the little tart she is. Fetching shorts, a tight top and a bare midrift. Her hair was pulled back in a pony tail. Just perfect I thought.I watched her as she bent over the kitchen table her cute tight ass was so inviting.“AHHHHHHHHHHH . He tried to live his life in a manner that would make him worthy of her love. He’d learned a very painful lesson as a result of his first failed marriage and the affair. Yet here he was, contemplating the possibility of whether or not his much younger secretary was flirting with him via e-mail. One had to wonder. *********************** It all started with a purse. ‘A purse??’ you may ask. ‘What do you mean a PURSE?!’ Yes, yes, I know, it sounds absurd. ‘A purse is a ‘run of the mill’. I would look so pretty in it.I closed my eyes, imagining how Paloma’s would widen when she saw it, my hair done up into a mass of curls that would fall down the left side of my head and spill over my shoulder, the new diamond earrings I got for my birthday glinting in my lobes. I would take her breath away.She wanted to go to this dance. It wasn’t fair of me to skip it. Everyone would stare at me. Hate me. Despise me, but I could endure that for Paloma. I owed her so much. She should have. I was nineteen, making me the oldest out of all seven of us. The second oldest was Tammy, then Harry, Kyle, Gemma, Layla, and the newest member of the family, two year old Oscar. "Janey, Tammy has gone into the woods, she said she had to take care of something," whispered Gemma. Tammy was eighteen, she'd been here roughly the same length of time as me, so you would've thought we were close, but we could never find ourselves talking for more than 5 minutes. I've come to terms with the fact that.