Much less with a total asshole. He was pushy, condescending and arrogant. It was precisely those qualities that were so damn attractive. Normally I a... a smart and confident woman. Why I was smitten with a narcissistic cad was beyond my reason. I could hardly eat and I was distracted constantly. I daydreamed of us fucking and hated myself for it. I threw myself into work and being super mom and the world's greatest wife. It didn't work, I still thought of him. His steel blue eyes haunted me. I. You might as well show them off. Isn't that what you want?"Her voice still rings with sarcasm. "Cow," she mutters under her breath, but still loud enough for you to hear.Tears form at the corners of your eyes for the second time today. You follow her into the elevator, again determined not to cry. It's crowded with businessmen - each one a success story in his black suit and briefcase. You feel them staring. The tiny blouse forces your tits up and out, until they spill over the top of the third. She is Veronica's identical twin sister.A) Nuclear family- Angelica Adams née Lawson (mother) see D- Alan Adams (father) see C- David Adams (protagonist)- Edward Adams (brother)- Franklin Adams (brother)B) "double" relatives- Bryan Lawson (uncle by blood and marriage) see D- Michelle Lawson née Adams (aunt by blood and marriage) see C- Dahlia Lawson (double cousin)- Erica Lawson (double cousin)C) paternal relatives- unnamed paternal grandfather- unnamed biological paternal grandmother- Martha. We had enough money for a month's rent to start with. We settled in, the 3 of us.The boys would go down to the strip each night to try their hand at the tables. Some nights they did good and other nights, practically losing the shirts off their backs literally!One night we all went out to one casino, one of the bigger ones. Where the high rollers played. I got all gussied up for Rick in my sexy red, short, low cut dress. I had on my black thigh high stockings and heels. Alot of make up, too..