Saturday was going to be a big day for Marilyn and me. We had a very important dinner to attend, and we had needed to dig up a sitter for the kids. I ...idn’t know anybody in the neighborhood, so I simply asked around my office. Anybody have a kid interested in babysitting Saturday night, maybe late, good money? It worked out that Sherry Longbottom, my Legislative Director, had a niece going to school at Georgetown and doing some intern work on the side with us, and she could do with a few bucks.. ” I enjoyed the compliment from this young stallion, but was a bit unsure at how to respond. I felt his hands move just over my shoulders now and his long fingers draped over and just above my neckline. “Manolo. Thank you very much. I will miss having you around. Well, I guess you need to get back to packing. You have an early morning.” I reached for the dish towel to dry my hands. His thumbs were making small circles on the bare skin at the back of my neck. “Manolo, you. ‘You girls need someone much younger than me, someone your own age... hey!’ Zoe had kicked off her ballet pump and a bare foot arrived at my crotch, toes tracing the outline of my growing bulge. ‘My god!’ she squealed, ‘he’s got more than enough for us, he’s fucking huge.’ ‘Mind your language,’ I rebuked. I’m a bit old fashioned about that sort of thing. ‘Yes Daddy,’ she said contritely removing her foot. Chrissie picked up on that in an instant. ‘Oh yes, please let us call you Daddy,. ‘I’m gonna head down there. You have fun at work,’ Quade announced walking toward her and the door. He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her to him as he kissed her. ‘I’ll meet you back here at six?’ He asked. ‘What? Why?’ she spluttered pushing on his chest to move away from him. ‘We were going to grab some food before heading over to Eks and Harry’s place,’ he reminded her. ‘We were?’ she asked not remembering having made plans with him. ‘Sure, so I’ll see you at six,’ he reiterated.