”“D-Dad!” Her cheeks got red.He laughed again. “Sorry, but you’re just so darn cute when you’re embarrassed. And can I say that it feels i...ncredible when you call me that?”Despite her embarrassment, she giggled. “I like it too…” When did I even start doing that? It just feels so natural. “Anyway, darling, I had something on my mind. What would you say about a face to face meeting?” Colt didn’t want to take things too fast, but connecting with his daughter was going a million times better than he. And the sound track fromthat damn porno DVD was embarrassing, constant talkingabout fucking, sucking cock, fucking assholes, cumming,it was difficult to ignore.And there we lay, for hours. With the maid off tillMonday, the real Gardner not back till Monday, nofriends expected, it was a long and uncomfortable wait.Occasionally, we had to move, only to reposition ourbodies a bit as we got painfully uncomfortable on thefloor. With the sun no longer warming the house, it got coldquickly. And with. Janet had hurriedly bought some toys, mostly dolls,and had spent a fortune on them. But Vic had no interest whatsoever in littlegirl's toys. Janet thought that was unfortunate, as an adult woman's behavioris shaped by those toys. She briefly considered making him do this again, fora week or two, just so he'd learn. But for now, they just had to deal withAunt Ida. The old woman had been disappointed in not seeing Vic, but said sheunderstood that sacrifices had to be made sometimes, and Vic was a. His face and hands are so brown, they are almost black. Above his wrists his arms are almost pure alabaster white and from just below his hairline up his skin is white tainted with red dust plastered on by perspiration.He looked at her straight in the eye by habit, and his eyes are blue yet so pale to be almost colourless with squint lines from smiling and the need for looking into the distance into harsh sunlight.'Those eyes!' she thought, 'I know, Paul Newman!'She loathes Paul Newman.He.