And too Asian. I scoffed at it all.I clung to Western wear: gowns, dresses, skirts, wraps, midis, bodycons.And I salivated over the diverse materials:...nylons, polys, cottons, silks,endless variety. And I scrimped and saved to buy some high quality SouthKorean cosmetics. Top notch stuff.By graduation of my last year at high school, I had: 1) an impressivewardrobe, the envy of all the girls in my class; 2) a stunning --- in itscolor, size, and scope --- shoe collection that reduced Imelda. ..who the hell are you?"His question just hung there between us as I tried to think of an answerhe would accept. He already knew Lacey Cooper didn't actually exist andit seemed he knew or at least strongly suspected James Cooper was thereal author. I cursed my own stupidity. Obviously there were records hereto show who was getting paid for the book sales! Why hadn't I consideredthat before going through with this? Why hadn't Davis?"That's kind of complicated," I said. "I don't think you would. ”At that point, my wives came into the kitchen and I introduced them to Samantha. Jessica had seen her at the gala event, but hadn’t talked to her.“Tiger, do you mind if we borrow Samantha while you finish making dinner?”“Go on,” I chuckled. “Tell her all the terrible things about me!”“I don’t think there’s enough time for that, Tiger!” Jessica teased.All three girls laughed and I joined them, then they left the kitchen. Jesse came in a minute later.“My moms said to come have dinner here,”. A sly smile crossed her face, I could tell an idea was forming, but shesuppressed it and asked, "What are you going to tell your mother whenshe asks why you're staying here?" I don't know yet, maybe something like now that dad is working lesshours he would like to do some stuff with me or maybe, and this issomething I was hoping to talk to him... sorry her about. I recently gotlaid off from my job, and I need something bad, I was wondering if therewas someplace for me at dad's office." That's.