‘You can’t help,’ she said quietly. ‘But…’ I simply gave her the time she needed. Perhaps ten minutes passed and neither of us moved. Onl... Enya’s voice and music broke the silence. ‘Promise me you won’t be mad, Daddy.’ That startled me, and instantly, various scenarios filled my mind… She had been arrested and was expected to report to a court in New Jersey in a few days. She had recently become pregnant. She had totaled her car and had not yet told me. She had killed someone. She had been. It was a strange situation altogether, talking about my non-existent sex life with my young daughter was both an embarrassment and a turn on."Poor daddy," Sara sighed "no nookie and no video or should that be the other way around?" Look Sara," I sighed "this really isn't the sort of thing we should be talking about." Why not?" she asked "Does it embarrass you talking about sex with me?" No, well, yes, a little." I replied "It's just that, well, your mother and I have our problems." Yeah," Sara. They had moved into the apartment on the 2nd floor directly across from mine. Now Im not shy, and she was really hot, and just looking at her, I was getting a hard on, so I offered to cook them dinner at my place, if they wanted some company. Kathy agreed, saying that would be a great idea and asked what kind of wine I liked – I said whatever youre bringing over. we made plans for that night and I ran to the store to get groceries so I could cook dinner. at 6:30 my buzzer rang, and I pressed. He’s dead now, my papa, thankfully.”“Wow. Well, I’m sorry for her situation, but she could just go ahead and divorce him.”“Oh, she will. But she needs a job like Diane offered to me – a place to live and a job. She’s a massage therapist, but it doesn’t make enough for her to live on.”I nodded. “He isn’t violent with her, is he?”“No. It’s only the things he says to her, like she’s no good, he wishes he’d married somebody else, like that. He hasn’t hit her – not yet anyway.”“What about how he.