For a moment, Timothy panicked, then he noticed she had actually fallen asleep again. Worried that she might not be able to breathe, he rolled her on ...er back. This time, she was completely uncovered, and Timothy's eyes moved from her saggy breasts to her big, bushy pubic area.For weeks, he had imaged what the old lady would look like under the flowery robe she wore so often, and now, there it was, even better then he could have dreamed. He looked at her face and felt a strong urge to kiss her. “But how did the DVD get to James in LA?” I asked.“It’s a matter of record that he’s your agent. You have an entry on his company website, our home address is, however, not publicly available.”“We’ll address the question of whether she was a willing participant when she’s better,” I said, “maybe the police will be able to tell us.”“I wouldn’t gamble on that,” Dad replied, “I got the impression that the inspector’s first instinct was to arrest me and charge me with possession of child. He greets me with a kiss straight away. I stand awkwardly as his tongue licks my lips. I have never kissed anyone before. He asks me to lunch, and so we leave. We step into the elevator. The moment the doors close, he is on me. His hands clench in my hair, his lips are hot on mine. The elevator slows down and he pushes away from me abruptly. A group of 4 men in business suits step on, conversing with each other casually. They stand in front of us, seemingly oblivious to our presence. Daddy. It's not about getting something that costs money, it's about sharing something, life, and presents are not stuff that you spend three minutes buying, but something that has a meaning, that will be treasured for the intention more than for itself.I keep my stupid smile all the time, though. Chris invites me to a party, promising me beautiful women and booze. I say I have other plans, in a carefully planned tone that could be interpreted anyway he wishes. He seems to think that I actually have.