The brat.What? Daddy’s pocket watch? Look at the time in the rain and it rusts. Sure ... it’s solid gold ... the case is ... the works ... not gol... ... and NOT rust proof.So ... the Royal Oak has a timer set and it beeped.Tyche has a watch too ... it’s not quite the watch mine is but it IS a New Zealand birthday present ... for a nine year old it was a decent timepiece. A Rolex Submariner ... for a four year old it’s pretentious as all get out. And we had synchronized the time.The brat took off. Ellie, Justine, Molly, Rachael, Amy (Anne’s k** sister), Sarah (Annie’s new PA) Annie and me, nine in all. The girls were invited for drinks and nibbles at four and to generally unwind. Emma had been asked to bring her Sybian for the girls to ride and enjoy. By four all the girls had arrived. Annie disappeared upstairs and re-appeared with ‘worm’ her occasional male slave, naked apart from his slave collar and on a leash. worm was instructed to be our waiter and see to our drinks. Presents. “Yes.”“Are all of those yours?”“Only for tonight. The birthday girl is my daughter.”“How did you get an eighteen-year-old in here?”“Thank you for that. Very smoothly delivered.”“You are welcome. How old is she?”“My baby is turning 30,” she only winced a little when she said that.“Then your daughter’s only a couple of years younger than my daughter and the same age as my son. I would’ve never thought that you could be my age.”“Again, very nicely delivered.”“Since I seem to be doing good, so far,. “No, that probably wouldn’t work. But I can tell him I want him to talk to you about it. He knows I’m unhappy sexually but he doesn’t know what to do about it.” “That might work,” I said. “When should I do this? Call him on the phone?” Ellen said, “How about if you bring the kids this Saturday for a cook-out and the men can talk while we play with the kids?” Carol smiled, a big smile, and said, “Yeah, that’ll work!” The next day was Friday. Ellen and I put together a menu of steak and hot dogs.