Dad and I lived alone after that. Dad tried his best to make ends meet, working all the hours under the sun. I would prepare dinner when I returned ho...e from school. Dad would get home, eat dinner, shower and then fall asleep watching the TV.One night, I was woken up by strange noises. I walked silently down the hall, towards the noise that had stirred me from my sleep. I stopped outside Dad’s bedroom door and listened to the moans coming from inside. I pushed the door open quietly to see Dad. “I don’t like to drink when I’m liable to be called for work. You wouldn’t believe what damage you can do, when trying to fix a system problem while intoxicated. It’s not pretty.”“All I’ve got is tap water,” Dexter said.“That’s fine.”Mary said, “I never drink tap water.”“Why not?” Dexter asked.“It’s not as pure as bottled water,” Mary said.“I’d argue that,” Calvin said.Dexter decided that he didn’t want to be part of that conversation. His personal opinion was, that bottled water was one of the. As she spoke, I was observing her sexy body and started asking her some questions. She told that she was from another town; she was 19 and was studying there.Ok, I figured out that she was just trying to be friendly but those nipples were giving me a hard on I couldn't think of anything else at the moment. After finishing my burger I was about to leave when she asked me if I could give her a lift to a friend's house and of course I agreed. Her friend's was just about 10 minutes from there. We. She begins to feel less angry and more guilty.After a while Abby exits her room and tiptoes downstairs. The television is on, though Mat isn’t watching it. She goes behind the couch where he’s sitting and wraps her arms around his neck.“I’m sorry,” she whispers, and he sighs. Crawling over the back of the couch, she sits next to him. “Can you forgive me?” she asks, and he glances at her. He looks away without speaking, and her heart sinks. She wants nothing more than to make him happy right.