Nice to see you." We shook hands.It always struck me odd that she'd invited me to call her by her first name while she usually addressed me more forma...lly. Doctor Tomlin had done the same thing; although I never called him by his first name he never once in thirty years called me by mine. It always seemed ironic not to be on a first name basis with someone who was going to look at you and touch you in the most intimate possible way. I suspected that Brenda had made the offer of addressing her. "Your Dad is my favorite customer. He always knows what he wants," as a sly look crossed both their faces. "You must be his daughter. I've heard so much about you," as she extended her hand out to me. "How may I help you today Mr. W." Frolic needs some things for her barn project," Dad said. "She didn't trust me to get what she needs," he laughed softly winking at Sam. "I'm sure you can satisfy her requests easily. I will just go out back with my list. Your pop and I will chew the fat while you. His hair was streaked with salt and pepper grey. And that smile. That knowing, mischievous smile. Like he knew something about her.It's not possible. He can't know that I look at him that way. He can't read my mind. I'm just daddy's little girl to him. What would happen if he actually knew? I think I'd die. I'd have to make dad break up his bromance with him.....Rich was at the wheel, taking them out of the harbor and past the Casco Bay islands. The boat, no, the yacht, made a soothing rhythm. It was not difficult at all for her to get some attention, and one of the few female clerks in the store beat all the guys to her side. Jacquie told Marcie about the bodysuit she'd seen on the counter, and the younger girl oohed and ahhed, as she knew just what Jacquie was describing, and could picture in her mind what she'd look like in it.Moments later, the grinning girl handed an open box to Jacquie. "Would you like to try it on?" she asked. "Yes, dear, I'd like that very much," Jacquie.