I watched her as she left the shop and when i finished checking out i noticed she had left her purse behind, i rushed out and could see her a bit furt...er ahead and caught her up and said excuse me, i was behind you in the shop, yes you were she smiled with a cheeky grin, i think ive got your purse here, o my god she said shocked ive only been to the bank earlier and dont know what id do if i lost the money in there.. how can i ever thank you? she took my mobile number and said she would get in. “Hi Daddy, I’m home” she shouted excited to see him home when she got back from school, “Nice surprise, why are you home early?” she asked. Lara looked good in her uniform although her skirt was a bit on the short side, her shirt a bit crumpled from the day, “Sit down baby girl” Dan said drawing on his 45 years of life to make her feel at ease, Lara sat on the sofa, knees together waiting for whatever it was on her Daddy’s mind, hoping it wasn’t serious like a death in the family. “No easy way. That only came to light about six months after our divorce. I'd met the guy she was fucking, too, but I didn't know it. He was a slightly younger black guy by the name of Duane, who worked in the shipping-receiving department where my wife worked; and though I maybe should have been angry about that...strangely enough, I wasn't! In fact, rather than angry, I found myself very sexually aroused by it!Our marriage was over. I didn't try and fool myself into thinking it wasn't, and yet, in spite of. " But I ordered cheesecake," Allison complained as I tugged her toward the door. We stepped through straight into my office. The material from Rebecca was on the desk but before I could get to it the phone rang, not my cell phone, but the one on the desk. I'd never actually had a phone on my desk before now but..."Hello?" Jimmy?" It was Amber. "Can I see you? I know you're probably busy but..."I interrupted her, "Stop. I am never too busy if you need me. Allison is here with me. Is that all.