He reached his hands down below her butt, picked her up, laid her on the bed, and laid on top of her. His hands ran up her shirt and up and down her b...ck.“Oh baby,” he said, lifting up a little to pull her shirt off. She reached up, and pulled his shirt up over his head and unbuttoned his jeans. He reached down and started kissing her again. She slowly moved the zipper down on his pants, making him wait. When it was finally down, she made him lay down on the bed, and she pulled them off. His. John had gotten used to not seeing his daughter every holiday since the divorce. But nonetheless, he missed her when she went to see his ex and not him. But this time it was Daddy's turn. And not only was his little girl coming to stay for a few days, she said she had a special Valentine's Day gift for him."No, Daddy!" Lexi laughed. "Of course I'm not going to give you the massage! Raymond is in the same internship site as me and he's going to do it." John wasn't crazy about a man's hands being. "I'll drive one van and Jessica's driver will handle the rest." I can't believe that we still have a professional driver for Jessica," I muttered. "Everything was sold, and she lives here now." It's convenient," Ashley pointed out. "Oh, and its been long enough. We expect you to bring Miki into the family soon." That hasn't exactly been something she seems to welcome," I said.Lenore reached out and started tickling me. "She wants you," she said. "She's wanted you since you and Ashley fought. “Good thing it’s good weather,” she thinks, “or he might be even earlier than usual.” Every time the elevator dings, there’s a noticeable drop in the chatter. As a guest emerges toting a suitcase, a sigh floats across the great hall like birds released in a cathedral. “He’s getting old,” the Concierge thinks, “it never used to take this long. Well, maybe he stopped at Starbucks for a special treat.” An elevator clangs. The door opens. The tip of a black cane emerges and pulls its owner forward..