His sense of humour and smile caught my attention almost immediately but I didn't think much more of it apart from noting to myself that he was very g...od looking for his age. This week is my second week. I found myself driving to work really looking forward to seeing Alex each day. Yesterday we shared a joke that broke the professional ice, and I've found that Alex will come to my office and ask me to join him for a coffee each time he goes to the staff room. We often get coffee and sit outside. " Kimber, you're not going to get lost in Las Vegas. You're going to be with me the whole time."I was getting a little irritated, "Well, in theory yes. But I've been there before. There's people everywhere and it's easy to get separated. Besides, I need a cell phone anyway. I can't keep asking to borrow yours when I want to call Noelle. I also wanted to look at computers. I think I may have an idea about what I would like to do, you know, for a living. I need to do a lot of research though and. I wonder if all women feel clenches, those moments when the inside muscles spasm simply from a word or a thought. I rinsed the soap from my hair, delighting again in the feel of the hot water rushing over my nakedness. And then I felt it, a poke, a stirring, and a clench and decided that perhaps I needed some attention after all. Yesterday had been full of teasing with no release of the tension due to, well, due to the way life just is sometimes. I wondered how long I’d been in the shower and. “I’m sorry, Daddy!” she screams. “I’m sorry! Don’t hurt me! Please!”She heads for her room. She’s fast, but he’s faster. Rory runs through the door and slams it. But her father catches it and steps through the doorway. He’s breathing hard from running. His eyes are dark slits of rage. “Rory,” he growls. “You disobeyed me ... again...” The girl cowers and backs away from him, bumping into her desk. She’s trapped. “I told you to stop,” he growls angrily. “I told you to stop but you didn’t fucking.