They always came back with some clothes, but not a lot, at least that I saw. Well, I promised myself that I would never let that happen again. I neede... to become a bigger part of their lives; I needed to be a father to my angels, in every respect. Myself, I could get away with wearing the same clothes for a year, but they could not. Besides, I needed to get some new clothes too, since I had lost about thirty pounds during my depression, and it showed in my gaunt face and hanging clothes.Now, as. ’ ‘I think you overdid it, too. You’re pretty unsteady on your feet. Hop in and I’ll drive you home.’ I jogged to the passenger side of her car, careful not to trip. ‘Thanks,’ I said as I climbed inside. ‘You’re out kind of late yourself.’ ‘I went to visit an old friend today, and I left her house around seven, but there was a bad accident on the interstate, and traffic was backed up for miles. I thought I’d never get home.’ Caroline reached my house and slowed the car. I’d forgotten to turn. Today she’d start her new job.Today, Denise Gainsmoar started her job at Fatburger. Her staff position? She was the new assistant manager, a pleasant surprise for the young 22 year-old, as she totally expected to serve as a cook or running the register or something. Hell, she probably will anyway. What she was looking forward to the most, though, was the free food. So much free food.Even as she thought about it, her hand wandered down to her pot belly, gripping the bottom of her chub and. However, Carla thought that they should have more authoritative titles and preferred Miss Carla, and Miss Julie, and Julie agreed, so Nina knew how she would have to address both twenty-one-year-olds going forward.Nina heard movement behind her and then the firm order from Carla, “Okay, Nina, come here and get across my lap. We will deal with you before we have our dessert.” Nina turned around, keeping her hands on her head, and saw that Carla had turned her chair around into the room. She.