As I get to the bottom of the stairs I see my dad at the kitchen table looking at his tablet with a cup of coffee and a half eaten bagel in front of h...im. While next to him is my older sister by 2 years with a plate of scrambled eggs and 2 pancakes that are about halfway done with a glass of Orange juice on the side.“Hey nerd” my sister says. Which my dad raises his head “hey there princess. Just in time for breakfast “. My mom turns her head around the doorway “morning sweety. Let me make some. Helpfully, today was ahistory assignment. Her class was working through the Second World War,and she had an essay to write around the subject of the D-Day landings in1944. Everyone in the class had been allowed to pick one from a choice offive topics, and she happily settled down to write about the fight forthe French city of Caen.Time passed, Kirstie scribbling copious notes and drafting her essay,books scattered across the table and the screen on her tablet glowingfaintly. Before she knew it,. She rolled her eyes and sat down. I got a generous peek of thigh as her dress rode up a little. Nice.I closed the door and went to the other side. Starting the car still gave me a little thrill and I started talking as I drove to the restaurant.“Dad left for greener pastures when I was eight years old. He ran four states away and made a grand total of ten child support payments. They put a bench warrant out for him but as long as he didn’t get in trouble with the law no one really went looking. “Surely a man as strong as yourself can handle a little ale?” Vennoa chimed in, as Miri scurried away. “Here, I’ll drink one with you.” Vennoa leaned over suggestively to pick up a mug, and locked eyes with the human.As drunk as he was, the man could not live down the challenge and what he thought was a promise of more to come. He picked up a mug and downed it in a single gulp.Vennoa put down her almost-full mug, and clapped her hands excitedly. “Wow, you’re amazing! Let’s have another.”Before.