I love sitting in his lap for bunches of reasons. One, it’s my safe spot, ever since I can remember. Two, it’s a hug, and then some. Three, wiggle... from me gain reactions from him and I know that we still have THAT connection, too, because he’s nuzzling my head.Dad’s clearly got a hair fetish, that’s why neither Haley nor I use sprays and tints and such. I know he’s breathing me. I twist around because kissing is needed.“You’re a dream, you know...” he sighs.Kiss, then, “What about my sister. Im loving the new you I said to which she replied Its all your fault – you awoke in me a long forgotten desire. Im not complaining I added. How about making it real rather than imaginary? I cheekily asked. I dont want to talk about it, well not yet she retorted just enjoy things as they unfold. My heart was thumping and my imagination was running wild as I tried to come to terms with the possible can of worms we had just opened. I couldnt wait to meet up with John and tell him what sort of. Kate and Alley? This requires some thought. I... OOPS, doorbell."Hi!" Oh hi Chris. I was just thinking about you..." There I go turning Christmas red again."Me too. I was thinking, here Ms Claus invaded your house Christmas Eve, and she didn't even bring you a present." "Aw, well you don't... didn't have to bring me one. I mean we didn't even know each other, and, well we got to know each other but..."I was staring in fascination at the big package that seemed to be moving in her hands."Here,. The ex-wife called the man and asked how things were going. He told her the saga of the rotting house. She listened politely and said that she missed her old home terribly and would be willing to reduce her divorce settlement in exchange for getting the house. Knowing his ex-wife had no idea how bad the smell was, he agreed on a price that was about 1/10th of what the house had been worth, but only if she were to sign the papers that very day. She agreed and within the hour his lawyers.