Aufgewachsen in prekären Verhältnissen gelang ihrer Mutter der soziale Aufstieg durch Fleiß und Durchhaltevermögen. Ihrem Bruder erging es nicht s... gut. Langzeitarbeitslos, in einer Sozialwohnung lebend, Alkoholproblem und geschieden. Seine Frau hatte es mit dem versoffenen Ekel einfach nicht mehr ausgehalten. Seine Söhne waren kein Stück besser. Kevin der älteste ging ständig wechselnden Gelegenheitsjobs nach und hielt sich mit allerlei krummer Dinger über Wasser. Immerhin hatte er schon seine. .. and even though I was still a bit astonished at my daughter's boldness, I was finding it a bit titillating as well. I was puzzled at first by the slight arousal I felt, a ripple of heat that wasn't from the bathwater flickering through my loins as Cherie made herself comfortable, her legs sliding against mine...Then I shrugged to myself, dismissing these bizarre thoughts. After all, she was my daughter, and what was so terribly wrong about the two of us taking a bath together? Think of it as. After that I was given a shot and everything went black.Finally I woke up again, and Gloria called out and I realized she was holding my hand. I still had a killer headache, but could now see more clearly. I looked over, and she looked like hell. Then Di and Doug came into my field of view, and a guy in medical scrubs.“OK, first of all, can you tell me your name?” the guy in scrubs said.I gave a soft chuckle, and looked down my body. I was laying on Bo’s bed, under his blanket which was covered. MY dreams! I hadn't even discussed them with you so I was being selfish. I knew it but I didn't want to give up on them. I refused to beg you to stop because it meant admitting that I couldn't keep up with you; that you were beyond me. It meant the end of my dreams, so I hung on hoping that you'd get tired or I'd be able to keep going for as long you did. After two hours it was obvious that neither of those was going to happen. I was worn out and you looked as fresh as a daisy. -- "I'm very.