By her own admission she is closer to her dad than her mum and judged by his actions she knows her daddy loves her, she loves the affection as she is ...a very tactile person.What did surprise me is how Sara didn’t know or maybe she did but turns a blind eye to it just to have a peaceful life, it’s a good situation actually as she is never refused a night out with her girlfriends.The evening was interesting as I sat out on the patio smoking while the three next door were sitting out enjoying some. ’‘Maybe…’‘Fuck “maybe”.’ His hand reached to brush her fingers, undeterred by what adorned the fourth one. ‘Come with me.’Her small, slender body seized, heart racing. Fight or flight. Then her hand closed on his. ‘Okay.’The restroom stall was white porcelain on black tiles, each surface polished to a sheen. She could see herself in outline when he put her there–palms flat against the wall, arms spread, body braced in place by his insistent shove. ‘Bit like the picture.’Fuck. Blood hammered in. He is supporting me. My sister sees me and things some time and told“Ok, I agree but on some conditions.”Me: I will do anything to makes you happy sisterAdithya: you heard him, tell nowUsha: he always been mine and mine only. He have to marry a girl whom I told, if he loves someone I have condition too, that I will tell later.Me: ok sister.Usha: I will make you girl whenever I want. And you have to obey me all the timeMe: ok sister.Usha: then I agree.Adithya: well I have conditions too.. I will. Something that gave you a permanent shit-eating grin.The only one missing was His Royal Highness King Nut himself. That omission being the very reason I was there. The old bastard had been carried to a very coma by the stroke. Live as you give; die as you lie. The maniac should have spent his life in a loony bin; there was a sort of justice in knowing he'd end his in the vegetable bin.Sarah had once told me that Mom and Dad kept the ruptured condom that'd leaked me into the world in a safe.