It was expected, we both knew this wasn't going to be a walk in the park. What we didn’t foresee was how everything would change like it did. The ho...se turned out to have more problems than first anticipated. I had to take on more hours at the shop and she took a part time job. Whatever time we got at home was spent fixing it up. Weeks seemed to pass like days, and soon melted into months. Life’s little interruptions were growing more consistent. Minutia. Stolen moments were few and far. "Especially to have this dumped on you like this. Emily, I hate to ask this of you, but I don't see any other way. Can you keep on doing the paper?" I figured it would be a while before you'd be back," she said. "I can juggle the schedule around at the Spee-D-Mart for a while." Thanks, Emily," he said slowly. "I knew I could count on you. But that's not quite what I meant. I know you're not going to be at the Spee-D-Mart much longer. Betty has been bugging me for a while to slow down and take. I pushed her back a bit to look at her beautiful face. "Why is that babygirl?" I asked."No reason, I always miss you when you go off to work, Daddy. I know you have to work, but I sure am glad when you come home!" she said with a sparkling smile that could stop time."Well you have me all to yourself all weekend my sweet girl," I said.She smiled again and then went behind me to take off my suit coat and lay it carefully over the back of my recliner. Still dressed in my business clothes, Gina. . it's how I'll end each night here as well."Dominique squat down next to me and brushed her fingers across my face."I don't usually read on the pot though." She giggled at my widening eyes awkwardly and bopped my face with the back of her book. "How 'bout we break in my new reading chair?"Back at home, in the safety of my apartment, I'd fantasized about this moment too many times to count--Dominique sitting on my face--being forced to endure the weight of her perfect body as she pressed.