But I don’t think my Dad is going to see anything but Mr. Bill.’ He took some time to think over what I had told him. ‘What about your mother? D...oes she have any influence over him insomething like this?’ I shook my head and let it drift downward. ‘She’s that pathetic woman who has to pretend it’s not happening,’ he said. ‘I’m sorry.’ ‘Me too. She doesn’t have the spine to stand up for herself, let alone me.’ I was surprised to hear the venom in my voice. I hadn’t realized how much it upset me.. It was his one great regret. He had ignored her while she grew up, only sending her money as some token of his love, as he single-minded pursued his career. As an adult, she only ever contacted him to ask for more money. That was when you could still buy things. Now he’d lost contact with her completely. If he could relocate in time, to when she was a still a little girl, he would devote himself, spend time with her, be the father he failed to be the first time around. Maybe they could have a. 'She whispered softly, standing and taking his hand to guide him to the Sofa, she pushed him back on it;He landed and dropped the bottle of wine to the floor softly as she placed a long booted leg next to him and guided his face towards it, Caught off guard he hesitated, then began to kiss and lick the shiny leather, his saliva running down the leather as he kissed up her leg;Clare grinned, it wouldnt be that easy!She pulled his face up into a long, lingering kiss, his lips hungering for hers,. I nervously got out of the truck and headed to the door. I rang the doorbell and when she opened the door, all my nervousness vanished. She was absolutely beautiful, and her bright eyes and smile have me confidence I had made the right connection. I entered the house and she gave me a hug and said she was happy to meet me. I told her the same and she led me to some stairs leading to the basement. We went down the stairs and when I turned the corner I was amazed at what I saw. Hanging on the.