After all, he wasn't getting any younger.As Sarg aged, Melissa not only used him personally but as the original sire of her business. She got into the...breeding and training of specialty German Shepard dogs. She had some of the best stock in North America. Her clients paid handsomely for one of her dogs. She soon had a sizable bank account of her own.Melissa stared in a DVD demonstrating her dogs' skills and some of her own abilities. She mailed a copy of the DVD to her step-father during one of. Due to the obvious depth of the relationship between Ginny and I, the growing closeness of our two families, and the new joint educational enterprise of the two Moms, I was told by Ginny's parents that they would prefer it if I began referring to them by their first names."Until such a time in the future when you might have the right to switch it to Mom and Dad," Mr's Parkin giggled. Excuse me, Mary giggled.And Ginny's Dad was Paul.I looked at Ginny and blinked. Blinked again, and then laughed. I wanted to help them make up, because I didn't believe it was either of their faults. Chloe's memories of the guy suggested that he was a ladies' man. He could swoon girls and have them eating out of his hands within short order.I think Renée started noticing my thoughts. She began getting nervous and couldn't sit still. Finally, she got up and stretched like she was tired. I knew better."I think I'm going to head back to my place. It's been a long day." She said as she looked at the rest of. The dispatcher said she’d send a patrolman right away, and I heard her radio a policeman who responded that he was about five minutes away from our address.I didn’t know if Dad could stall them for long enough for the police to get there, so I risked a look out the window to try and see their car. Yes! Their car was there and I could clearly read the license plate, so I told the dispatcher that I could identify their car in case they left before the patrolman got there.She was happy to get that.