Being a college graduate required composure, skill, and tastefulness that I’d earned with all of those credit hours. Truth is the real world scared ...he bejesus out of me. No wonder I added an extra year to my studies. I had applied to dozens of advertising agencies across the Midwest my last semester. When everyone else was getting call-backs, I got rejection e-mails, or worse, nothing at all. I had never been outstanding but it wasn’t like I sat in the back flicking spit balls. So, in order to. It was to the point where his wife, Caroline, was threatening to file for divorce and take full custody of their two young boys. During our first time together, i did what i could to get their marriage back on track. How did i do it? I made him indulge in my sex fantasies and give me money. I figured that giving in to me would make it easier for him to give into his wife. Of course, to do all of that i had to blackmail him. I got Jeffrey to tell me his home address and i told him that if he. . Want me to come over tonight for a movie or two? Keep you company?" He already knew the answer would be yes. He had went to her house after school for four or five days in a row now. They would just chill out either in the living room or her bedroom and bullshit the night away. Around 2 he would finally go home, and they'd continue to text about nothing until one of them passed out. It really was a fun relationship to him."Sure. I'll hit up redbox today at lunch and I'll just see you up. ...." he had a towel round his waist and then just stopped dead with his mouth agape, speechless.Dad had obviously come home early and jumped in the shower and I hadn't heard him because of my music.I whirled round in shock my heart racing and just stared at dad, also speechless, for what seemed an age."Hi Dad" I mumbled, embarrassed."Hi" he choked out and then after a pause "you look... er....good....er....no, I mean you look gorgeous"I looked at dad and we were both dying of embarrassment. I.