Still, when we headed for the carts, I made the boys stay at the club. "Go swim, or play tennis, or hell, drink martinis at the bar for all I care. Do...'t break anything and don't get me put out of the club." I gave them both a light kiss. "Behave. Oh, and Bunny, don't let Greedy be greedy."Sean grinned. "I won't let him out of my sight, Boss."We played the first hole without much conversation. At the second, however, just as I was lining up my shot, JR cleared his throat."So my wife was trying. My name is “Danny Boy” Donovan and I really loved singing that tune.My three sisters were all listening to the radio because we weren’t like the rich folks in Apt 502 and 504 with actual television sets. At least, the Greek bus driver in 502 had a bunch of kids just like my mom and they were always inviting us to watch from the front door as long as we didn’t go into the living room. It was like watching a baseball game from the bleachers. I spent most of my free time these days reading books. “You can’t do that. Stop it!”He jerked his head to see who was at the door and his cock left its mark.“Get outta here,” he growled like a bully. “This ain’t your business.”“It is now,” I snarled at him as every hair on my body bristled, every muscle tensed.“She’s my daughter and I’ll do whatever I want with her,” he barked back.“Let her go,” I demanded and took one step forward brandishing my fists.He flung her on the bed like he was discarding a bundle of clothes, turned and lunged at me with. I was her favorite. Granny gave me anything I wanted, and she paid me to do things around the house. HOWEVER......My favorite thing was that she and I laid in her bed on Saturday nights and watched Love Boat and Fantasy Island together. I will get to that later.Granny always worked 10-5 at the Craft shop except on Sundays. She also opened up for nights on Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays. When I was a teen, she was about 70. She was short. Under 5 foot tall. She had very long white.