I'm sorry I came at you two like I did," she saidtrying to comfort me.Jen, trying to lighten the mood, said, "Well... Mom for one thing youweren't sup...osed to be home for another hour and a half." Her Mom and Iboth stared at her for a second and started laughing. I don't think I'llever get used to the feeling of laughing and crying at the same time.Mrs. Cook fixed her a plate and sat around the table and talked with uswhile we all finished eating. I wasn't in the mood to eat anymore since Iwas. Entering his flat he went immediately to his bedroom and stripped offhis clothes. Sitting on his bed he unstrapped the prosthetic lower legand foot and massaged the pink stump. Slowly the ache eased as he laywith his leg elevated. The memory of his injury was still vivid evenafter the months of recovery and recuperation.As generations of Kingsley men before him had done he'd enlisted in thearmy after he'd graduated from Oxford. He was selected for officertraining and on completion he joined his. Every father is the same, he sees the man who wants to marry his daughter as a threat to that relationship. He sees him as someone who is stealing his little girl. You see son, to a father his daughter never really grows up, to him she’s always that little girl who fell asleep in his lap while being read her favorite story.He will always want to keep her from harm. One last piece of advice, he will never think that any man is good enough for his little girl. Don’t take this last personally,. I did think that Cheryl should have first dibs, since she had made this all possible. If she wanted me, she should have me. Of course, maybe she didn’t want me! Maybe I was rubbish in bed! Maybe they were all arguing for who could avoid having to sleep with me! Typical male insecurity ambushed me when I was least expecting it. Maybe, in leaving them to discuss me alone, they were finally able to admit how fucking hopeless I was, how small my cock was ‘could hardly feel anything’, how -”Chris,.