Bye.Then I also moved down. The next day I again went up to the terrace for some fresh air, and Chaya was there on the terrace. She had come to put th...e clothes for drying.Me: Hi.Chaya: Hello.Me: (She seems to be in a somewhat good mood today). Yesterday I think I made you a little upset.Chaya: A little, but it was not your fault.Me: What happened?Chaya: It’s a long story. Leave it.Me: (I wanted to know, but I didn’t press for it) You seem to be quite happy today.Chaya: Well, today is my. He set the tray beside her and put the empties on another, then started preparing yet another round as the tray of empty glasses were taken to the back.The chick on the bar was a Latina cutie, dressed in a black pinstripe business skirt, black pumps and a white blouse just sheer enough to be able to tell, she had a lacy camisole on. She kicked off her shoes and made it to her feet on the bar, stepped over the tray of shots then bent over and picked one up. She had a pear shape, with a well. She rests on the sofa with her eyes closed, so drunk. Eric can't help but stare at her body now.His eyes travel up her body from her fresh pedicured white painted toes, up her thick legs, to that thick ass of hers. Eric is throbbing in his pants now. He can stare all he wants because she can't see him staring.Selena mumbles with her eyes still closed, "You find anything yet?"Eric answers, "No. I'm still looking."Selena says, "Well, I'm going to bed now."Eric says, "Goodnight."In his mind, he's. After a few moments, he put his reluctance aside. ‘You know this is something you can only do here. No diving at home.’ ‘I understand, Daddy.’ ‘Do you really? If you promise me that you’ll never try this at home. . .’ ‘Yes, yes, yes, yes.’ ‘Then I’ll let Shelley teach you how to go off the low board.’ ‘Yippee!’ ‘Promise me now, with all these witnesses.’ She stood up straight, crossed her heart, and looked her father directly in the eyes. ‘I promise that I will never dive at home, for the rest.