"What are you looking at Dad?" she smiled up at me."I'm just thinking how lucky I am to have such a beautiful daughter," I smiled back. "But it time t... get up and have a swim, ok." Yeah, ok," she said, "I'll see you there."I slip on my shorts and headed for the indoor pool. I was late this morning and Emma was already there."Morning Daddy," she smiled, looking happy to see me. "I was beginning to wonder where everybody was." Sorry love," I said kissing her cheek, "had a late night last night,". She’s very gentle, as if she doesn’t want to hurt me, but that’s fine, as it takes the edge off things and I feel in control of my emotions once more. I’m admiring the view from below. She certainly is a pretty little thing, with her jet black hair in a neat short bob, dark brown eyes and an upturned nose. There’s not an ounce of fat on her tummy and her bronzed skin is glistening from our collective exertions, in the hot Hong Kong night. I encourage her to fuck me a little harder. In doing so,. I had thought that I was getting too old to be running a nightclub. I had become tired of the fast pace of the big city so had moved back north to where I was born. I had found a new job in Event Management, which I usually enjoyed, and started a new chapter of my life. I had seen Ben on television a couple times. He was now based in New York and was a real high flyer in his bank, Head of Global something or other. I had even Googled him and discovered that he had married two years ago to an. "What do you want Pat?" I had no idea what he would want."Meet me for lunch at Dewey's at 1:00 today," Pat ordered. "I have a proposal for you," I can't get free today. I just got back and am way behind. How about next week Pat?" You don't understand, I'm not asking you, I'm telling you. Be there ... or life as you know it is over. Get me?" Pat felt he held all the cards.At lunch, I found out how big of a shaft job I was going to get. Pat said, "I have pictures of you and that slut at the club..