" But she doesn't even carry the name." I know, but she is of the Beaumonts and besides, she promised new clients immediately and so far, she has been...willing to listen to the board's advice." How long do you really think the firm can afford a teenager, an impulsive teenager at that, to make the decisions? How long before she decides she wants to invest in music videos or some such garbage?" asked Andrea vehemently."Well, I'm not sure any of us are thinking this is a permanent thing, but she. She opened the top drawer. That one contained panties, stockings, and bras. The second drawer held what she was looking for. Carol pulled out a sheer pail blue mid thigh length negligee. "You go to your room and dress for bed. I will come to you with this on. Okay?"Could I do anything but agree? As soon as I was in my room, my clothes came flying off but I carefully laid everything in my chair. I selected a nearly new over sized t-shirt. I no sooner had sat on the side of the bed and. I take care of myself. I’ve got grandkids to wrestle with now. I moved here, into my mom's old place, after she passed away a few years back. My kids have all moved on, and my wife. I miss her; she passed two years before my mom. Cancer knows no age.I pretty much keep to myself here. Everyone knows everyone on this block, so things are usually quiet. I’ll take my scooter out for a ride when weather permits, or I’ll take a road trip to see the kids if they need something, or holiday dinners. But. I hear things such as ‘look at that’ she’s young enough to be his daughter. The other one even says, “You know, she probably IS his daughter. They are just disgusting. Look at them being all handsy with each other.”Of course, that only made me a bit more animated now. Dakota was giggling and putting her fingers in my mouth and squealing “Daddy” loud enough to piss the old bittys off to get up and leave the cafeteria. I leaned in and kissed Dakota. “Darling thank you for being by my side. I.