Take a look at the daughters who want no part of you. “I still don’t understand how you managed this.”
“It was simple, Amy. Xxx hot That I was naked and dripping Amy’s fluids onto the carpet went entirely unnoticed. After scratching her ears I strolled in to the kitchen where I found Amy seated glumly. “Who was there, Chrissy?”
“Umm, nobody, Daddy; it must have been the wind.” She stood stock still as the bell rang again. Amy carried Hannah as I opened the door. Everyone was there by seven so I stood for some introductions. She’s in eighth grade. Amy’s parents went with her; the girls drove with me in the truck, their preferred mode of transportation.
