The diary called out to me and I picked it up again, this time opening it. I flipped through trying to catch a word that would justify me reading it. ...Fuck." That was the word that caught my attention.I found the beginning of the journal entry. It was dated right before her birthday. Almost a full two months ago. I argued with myself on whether to continue or not. My morals said I should just put it back down. My morals lost. This is what it said.Dear Diary:I am so happy. I am almost ready. I. ‘A gorilla, Irish?’ he said. ‘Seemed like a tigress was already in my bed last night,’ he said, bouncing out of bed before she could do anything about it. He winked at her from the other side of the bed. ‘I don’t know about clothes, either. If you ask me, you look just fine without them.’ He laughed, grabbed a towel from the cupboard behind him and wrapped it around his waist to preserve some modesty. ‘I was thinking, next time I need nursing, I’m requesting you as my personal nurse,’ he said,. I brushed my teeth and shaved while Merlin relieved herself. The toilet was well ventilated and by now I liked Merlin so much that even her fart smelled OK. After she finished, I went to the loo. Merlin did not leave, she did not even take a bath, said we will take bath together. While I relived, she stood in front of me, doing her aerobic routines. It was a sight to cherish. I never ever imagined even in my dreams that a sexy girl will entertain me with aerobics while I relive myself.Merlin. And I understand how you feel, Beth is quite a woman, I love her to death. Truthfully, I don’t know how I feel, I can’t answer that right now.” he stated.“I know Dad. And I am sorry for bringing it up, but I have been thinking about her a lot lately.” I responded.I was no sooner out of sight, I picked up my cell phone and called Beth to tell her exactly what I had told them, in case they call, her story could match mine. She was a nervous wreck, asking me for all the details, how did I think it.