Smart. Healthy and rich. Heck, he had enough willing pussy to last him a lifetime and then some. Love never seemed to touch meatheads like himFunnily...enough, I hadn't slept with him. Which was hilarious since we were both practically cut from the same ideological cloth. To be honest, in all the years we'd known each other, I never felt the need to put out for him. Not sure why exactly but something made me keep my distance.Like me, I always felt as if he was looking for someone. To find that. By the end of the week though, pop had to return to New Jersey. They were certain that they would some how build a life together. When she discovered that she was with child, meaning me, she made it known to my father that she wanted to be with him, the sooner the better. So he flew out; hey, what place is best known for quickly getting hitched? And six months later I was delivered, another mouth to feed.Twenty years later, mom is feeding people at the diner and pop is delivering sales. He was going to be in Melbourne the next week on business. I convinced him to stay a few more days and come down to the Surf Coast for a visit. Oh, I forgot to mention that he’s not married.When he arrived at the Surf Coast he felt uncomfortable staying with me and my roomies, so he got a hotel room in Torquay and called me. I went to his hotel and in case things went well I packed an overnight bag and threw it in the boot. When I arrived at the hotel and while I was walking to his room, I. " Yeah, well," I conceded, moodily. "Maybe that's another point – I mean, our relationship has always had a sort of undercover quality – I think the world of the woman, I really do, but all the time I was getting to know her she was, of course, looking after Phil, so it was never really appropriate to discuss the 'us' stuff ... and I think it just got to be a habit."I waited for her to say something – something helpful, something consoling, something ... whatever. But she didn't, so eventually.