How *dare* she call me a frigid bitch. She glowered, stood, and left the room without another word. I considered running after her. She was my daughte.... I did love her.I heard the doorbell and Jessica's footsteps on the stairs. She was *not* going out. I ran out of my room, intent on stopping her.Wearing a man's white tee shirt that fit her like a nightdress, she was standing in the front hallway talking to a young man. He was handsome and tall and muscular, with cute dimples and smiling eyes.. She smirked as if looking at a misbehaving puppy too cute to be mad at. Her fingertips slowly began to gently massage his scalp and continued to answer her friend’s questions. “Of course Kelsey doesn’t get it, the only reason she’s in physics is because Brian is in there.” Rachel told her friend. Cale, while continuing to make slow circles at the bottom of her spine with his finger, listened to her talk.“Oh, and I’m sure you take sculpting because of purely innocent reasons, right?” Cale. On Wednesday, she was nude when she greeted him at the door. In fact, she was now so accustomed to her nudity that she kept a terrycloth robe in the hall closet so she could slip it on when anyone — other than Brad, of course — came to the door.She was so stunned when he presented her with a bouquet of spring flowers, she started to cry.“What’s wrong, sweetie?” Brad asked, the concern audible in his voice.Kimberly was crying so hard all she could do was to shake her head while she tried. ” I didn’t know what she meant until she went in the bathroom marked ‘family’ with the male and female figures on it... She wanted me to join her once there was no one else around!It didn’t take long before there were no more witnesses and I knocked on the door. The lock clicked open I went inside. Cherry pulled me in past the door and closed it behind us, locking it once more. We kissed again, but this time there was more passion to it. She held on tighter this time and soon we were.