He chuckled to himself remembering how he was going to spend the rest of his life with that girl, she was the one. She shagged his so-called mate abou... nine months later and he left for university, shortly after packing his broken heart in his rucksack. He smiled again as he remembered fresher’s week and how easily he managed to get over her.Today, the actual girl of his dreams, the love of his life was at home, their home, looking after their kids. She knew he was here. He knew she would be. He heard her whispering in his ears, “can you send him out of the room?”He realised that she didn’t want her lover to be see what was going on. Was it out of shame or was it because she didn’t want him to know that she was enjoying it?“okay fella, the show is over. Out of the room.” He dragged the man into a room furthest away from where they were. The man protested, “please don’t do any thing to her; we love each other.” When he came back she didn’t say any thing but he thought there was a. We had gone to the cinema to see a movie and I suggested, if she wanted, to stay over at mine. She called home and her parents agreed, as I had met them and I wanted her to meet my father.We got in around eleven and by then daddy was well on his way to being drunk, but he was super kind and complementary to Sue, who was suddenly doe eyed and attentive to my fathers needs.He told her to ignore those boys who insulted her, if he was years younger he would chase her to be his girlfriend, and she. The suggestion of a nude nymph or two gave a piquant, even slightly naughty, touch to the room.Two waiters fiddled with setups at the far end of the dining room. Alone in front of the bar stood Mr. Z, arms folded across his chest, his face expressionless, as though he'd never met me before. Never mind he'd never been a cuddly guy or an outwardly warm father in his interactions with his daughters, but he'd at least acknowledged my existence before now. He'd even attended a couple of my games,.