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[sweetsalome]

No joke, Salome changed her mind sixteen times when trying to decided if she wanted to meet her birth mom.  It wasn't that she was scared but there was a real thought and fear that she would just lose it in the middle of the conversation and she didn't want to lose it.  Her father would get upset at Amanda and it wasn't this woman's fault that

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[soursanguine]

Yeah, Richard intends this to be one moment after another of sticking it to Amanda. Not that he cares--frankly he's glad that she fucked off before she had a chance to screw up Salome--but he doesn't need much of an excuse to hate somebody and want to see them squirm

[soursanguine]

[No worries! Oh, lj, why you gotta be such a jerk?]If he'd been thinking ahead, or expecting to run into Salome's mother, he might have brought some benzos for her. Just a little something to take the edge off. Unfortunately for Salome, however, he's not psychic, and so she'll have to settle for breathing exercises

[sweetsalome]

"I can't even imagine - I didn't know what Susan had said or not..." Her voice trails off and she gives an envious look to his drink. They all want to drink apparently but on Richard is allowed to. No worries, she'll just take a long, long drink of her water and then wipe her mouth off with the edge of her napkin

[soursanguine]

"Yes, it, ah, seems that may have slipped her mind." He smirks mildly and squeezes the lime wedge into his drink. There's something satisfying about being the only one at the table allowed to drink. It's a petty thing, it really is. He's almost tempted to get Salome a little glass of wine or something

[sweetsalome]

It turns out that the only person this is going to be awkward for is Richard. All these soft, weepy women who are around him, who are blond no less. He is going to have to go out and kick a puppy or something afterward to get his hate back on

[soursanguine]

Yeah, there's a lot of super-saccharine estrogen here for him to deal with at once. It's like he's trapped in a corner. He's probably going to have to get used to it, though, considering how sweet and feminine Delilah is. His biggest concern about her eventually moving in is that the chick flick ratio is probably going to skyrocket when Salome is visiting.

Holy shit, this woman just said 'golly'. What the fuck.

What.

The.

Fuck.

He grins mildly, though, when she says that Salome is his daddy's girl, and he pats her hand in response. "Oh, she certainly is. The absolute apple of my eye." His hand slides from the table to rest in his lap. Though still overwhelmed by the word choice, it's not so bad that he can't reach beneath the tablecloth and squeeze his daughter's thigh with one hand while he nurses a drink with the other.

[sweetsalome]

Yeah, it's going to get bad, and the amount of hair and make up products in the bathroom will be outrageous and he'll be subject to it all. He should probably take a good, hard look at his life and just realize that he doesn't need a girlfriend, he just needs Salome. Yup, clearly the solution to the problem

[soursanguine]

Shit, in for a penny, in for a pound. If he didn't have Delilah in his life he'd have Salome with him all the time and the situation with having a bathroom full of make-up and hair crap would be similar. Why not take it the full nine yards and let them fill all his bathrooms with frou-frou garbage

[sweetsalome]

He loves it. Bitch loves it so much. He can pretend to look down his nose and bitch about it, but really he loves it, he loves being surrounded by women who will, at any time, suck his cock or spread their legs from him. It's a little like bigamy except a lot more looked down upon by society and a lot more secret

[soursanguine]

Of course he loves it. If he didn't love it he'd tell them all to fuck off and go live in a cabin in the woods by himself. But he adores his women--his Salome, his Delilah, Susan who isn't his and never will be--and all the challenges that come with them, even if it means giving up counter space

[sweetsalome]

Her eyelids flutter slightly and she reaches up to touch her cheek, moving her fingers near her eye as if there was something in her eye and not her reacting to the fact that her father is stroking her thigh under the hem of her skirt. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. She spreads her legs slightly some more, wanting his fingers. He is going to be the death of her. She is thinking about slipping over on to his lap and pulling up her skirt so he can feel what he is doing to her, and feel him as close as possible in this situation

[soursanguine]

Bitch, you don't even know me. You never knew me. He wants to tell her that but he bites his tongue. "Yes, well," he chuckles and glances politely to the waiter who comes by with a new glass for him, "I needed a kick in the ass, and Susan was only capable of doing so much on her own. Besides, of course I'm not the kid I was back then, I don't have the energy to be so superbly stupid anymore. One has to conserve one's resources for important things

[sweetsalome]

She tries to keep her lips together, thinking about how she used to touch herself at night and have to be so, so very quiet but this is giving her a run for her money. She finds herself breathing hard through her nose, her hand going to the linen napkin and putting it to her mouth as if that would cover up the fact that she wants to scream out and push her hips and cunt up against his hand

[soursanguine]

Oh, yes, a completely mature adult. Taking charge as any mature adult should. As Amanda speaks, he takes stock of Salome's reactions from the corner of his eye. That's a beautiful sight, and couple with the hint of wetness he can feel... Christ, he loves being able to do this to her, and in public, no less. She makes his blood scream in his veins

[sweetsalome]

Amanda is completely positive that if she had the baby and stuck around Richard sure as shit wouldn't have stepped up. It had to be a lot easier with Susan, who is established and who has money and means. Two addicts raising a child in Columbus, yeah, that would have worked out well, if your life's dream was to end up on an episode of Cops. He can pass judgment, he is on that upper pedestal where he has the child and the life and a way to support himself that only lets his hands get the slightest bit dirty

[soursanguine]

Hah, yeah, fuck no. Not with the state she was in. He gives her shit because it's easy, because it's fun to sneer and remind himself how fantastic he is, but really, he's glad she was out of the picture from the very start. She would have just gotten in the way and made things that much more difficult. Besides, he was more willing to accept Salome right out of the gate because of her alleged origin. Sometimes lying is necessary