He was!!!!Then they both raised their eyes to one another. A soft half smile came to his lips and he then looked back down into the shadows of her fle...h. Although Etta was flushed from nervousness, she was also flushed and heated from the feelings that her father's eyes on her flesh were causing. Of course, she should have immediately straightened up, but instead, the youngster remained in that position for almost fifteen seconds, until the sound of her mother returning back into the room. Mel Gibson went there, you know,’ I explained. ‘I bet he was never a shopping centre Santa,’ she teased me. ‘All right,’ I replied. ‘Don’t rub it in.’ ‘I take it that it doesn’t pay too well?’ she questioned me. ‘No. But I have another job at nights,’ I told her. ‘I’m a stripper. Tonight’s my night off.’ ‘A stripper? I’d like to see that,’ she laughed. ‘I’ve never been to a male strip show. Do you do the ‘full monty’?’ ‘Of course,’ I replied. Her face went a charming shade of red as she. I picked her up, and carried her into the living room, and sat her down near the fireplace. I put a few more logs on the fire to build it up, and told her to sit there while I got some towels to dry her off. I went to the linen closet, and got a couple of large bath towels and a smaller one for her hair.When I came back into the living room, Julie was still sitting near the fireplace crying and shivering from cold.“Julie, I have to get you out of those wet clothes and warm you up,” I told. " Tell her when you get a chance that I don't bite," I said and laughed.I carried the tray of drink over to the ladies at the table. They all seemed to be upper crust, but were still friendly. That is, all but Sylvia. She had one of those, 'My shit doesn't stink' attitudes. I just set her drink down and smiled at her.Marilyn was back up to the counter a little while later. She wanted to talk, so I let her talk away. I found out she was in her mid thirties. She'd been divorce for four years..