I tried a little bit of a smile, an earnest but still manly effort, I hoped, that projected reassurance, no threat to his daughter's welfare."How are ...ou, sir?"No answer, but he nodded and gestured to the table. Seated, he remained silent, and I wondered how long he was going to prolong this silliness. He leaned forward. The guy was impressive, I admit that. He wasn't scowling but he wasn't smiling either. The large person who'd appeared seemingly out of nowhere to sit at the adjacent table. And I want your impressions of young Toddy too. Now buzz off and leave me to my admin nightmare.’ Emmy suddenly gave Stacey a quizzical look. ‘How is the thing with Nobby going anyway? I haven’t seen you together for quite a while now.’ ‘It’s off again. My fault. Again. And probably permanently this time.’ ‘Perhaps you should have tried methodical?’ ‘Where would the fun be in that?’ Stacey laughed as she closed the office door. Officer Paul Todd nervously shuffled his feet as he waited outside. My left hand has now reached you right hand on your lap, and moves up slightly to rest on stomach. My fingers weave their way under your shirt and slip beneath it, pressing my warm hand against your stomach.I kiss back around your jaw line, turning you head as I go, while my hand creeps ever higher. My mouth reaches your chin as my hand reaches the bottom of your bra, pausing only for a second before reaching up to cup your breast. I suddenly move my mouth up, engaging you in a full bodied. I already figured that out." Good."Shahia held his eye, as if she was searching for answers. "What do you want from me?" Shahia spoke quietly, but with dread, as if she was sure that Chris would want something from her, something she wouldn't like.Chris looked at her in surprise. "Nothing. I don't want anything from you, except that you'll let me help you somehow so that you don't have to be so lonely and afraid."Shahia gulped in relief, though her face was still. "So why do you want to help.