She turned and smiled at them.His anger grew, this must be her. Unable to stop herself she was trying to tempt all those men and so corrupt their soul.... He started up the car and casually followed her to the apartment block where she lived. Now she was identified he could work on her removal.-------------------------------------------------------Carolyn Dawson unlocked her door and went inside her apartment. After closing the door behind her she flopped down on the worn sofa, just glad to be. "You're on time," she said, "a good sign. Let's go." I'd thought to take her to a fancy dancy foodery and impress the hell out of her. But, she nixed that in favor of fun! We ended up at The inferno. And the owner's name was fittingly Dante Bartolo, go figure.The inferno was a piano bar and grill, with a sweet singing black girl who reminded me of nothing so much as Aretha Franklin when she was young.We ate, we danced, and we talked, a lot. The elephant in the room never got a mention. I found. "What was I to do? I opened the front door and the girl walked in. She paused in the hallway, pointed up the stairs and said, "That's my room, at the front."Under the light I noticed that she had some bruises on her face and one eye was black, she had obviously taken a battering off someone. I wondered if this had affected her mind. I put her age at about thirty-five but it was hard to tell under the shabby wet clothes. Deciding that she wasn't a threat, I said, "Sit in the kitchen and take. I gave her the facts, and tried to leave any emotion out of it, except to let her know I would always be there for her."Thanks, Daddy, I think I can figure out the rest, but can I ask you a question?" Sure, Honey, you can ask me anything." Marcia has bigger boobies than I have, will mine grow bigger or will mine be small like Mommy's and Amber's?" Honey, that is a hard question to ask. First, I don't know how big Marcia is, but remember you and your sister kind of take after my side of the.