He showed me a very old book of his and wanted to know if I could sell it for him in my shop. I didn’t know him well, had only met him two or three ...times before, and I’d always thought he was a strange kind of guy, even if he seemed to be pretty jolly, and I told him I was sorry, I only sold new books. He didn’t seem disappointed, on the contrary, he even left only after buying a comparably expensive book.And now Susanne was here ... and obviously wanted something from me. Every time I passed. I took a slow breath. "I didn't mean to be all creeper-ish and stare at you." "It's okay." I could hear the smile in her voice. "If it makes you feel better, I did stare at you a little while you slept." I laughed quietly and turned to looked at her for the first time. She had bright blue eyes that looked back at me, and a smile that I couldn't help but smile back at. I looked away, embarrassed again. "Is there something wrong with how I look?" "No," I respond. "You're very pretty. And that's. .but now, the frantic exhilaration of almost getting caught and his still straining penis made her seem different...alluring. However, for that matter, a pudgy nun would have seemed sexy to the teenager at this awkward moment.“Yeah, I heard you,” he exclaimed. “You didn’t even give me a chance to answer before coming in.”“Well, I’m sorry. I never imagined I’d be interrupting anything,” she said, taking a minute to gaze about the room. She said nothing but noted the haphazardly tossed boxers. My father not until I was on the way to the airport to get to campus in California.When I picked up and answered the phone he started with; “Do not ever come into my house again you ungrateful bastard. I will not apologize for trying to make two people happy.” Then he disconnected.When I got to the campus, I bought a new phone and number. I trashed the old one. I also bought a new laptop. I was pretty much set for money, six months in the hospital, two-plus years where the military provided.