" Kind of a mentor for the young people, you mean." I guess you could call it that. Say, what are you doing this afternoon? I've got a house inspectio.... You can tag along if you want. I usually only do one a day, but if I can get another one done today, I can work up the paperwork on both when I get home tonight." How come you are working so hard?" I'll tell you a secret. I'm interested in a woman I met a few weeks ago. She is interested in me too. The problem lies with her rich old man. He. He moved in a couple weeks ago across the street with his wife."Mara looked over at Xavier and realized he was massaging his crotch, though his pants were still zipped up. He smiled at her. Mara smiled back quickly before looking at her dad again."Sweetie, come sit on your Daddy's cock and show our neighbour what a good little slut you are." Jacob looked up at his daughter and raised his eyebrow.Mara grinned at her dad. She didn't quite understand what was going on, but she knew she would love. I had survivedeighteen years before I’d met my future ex-wife, I’dsurvive again.I just acted like nothing was wrong, like everything wasthe same, and I went on with my life. And slowly anypain of loss disappeared. After five, six years I couldmake myself believe I’d never been married, I’d neverhad a daughter. And it did get easier.Fourteen years passed.I got a phone call.“Hello?” I said after I picked up the phone.A very attractive female voice spoke, a. I realized then that she was probably some sort of frigid bitch and her previous husband must have allowed her to get away with all sorts of bullshit.Then it occurred to me. That was the goal of the show! It was like "The Taming of the Shrew", at least as much as reality TV could be compared to the work of The Bard. People would be watching to see what in hell I was going to do with the freak twins and the ice queen! Could I somehow whip the k**s into some sort of shape that even remotely.