My Daughters Best Friend
“Daddy, can Selina stay the night?” Clarissa asks bouncing into the living room in a pair of jean shorts and a white form fitting tank top. “Of course she can.” I tell her. “Thank you.” She chirps giving me a quick kiss on the cheek before skipping out of the room, no doubt going to get Selina. The day is unbearably hot so I make a pitcher of fresh lemonade filled with ice and then I change into a pair of shorts and head out to the pool with the pitcher and a glass. I’m relaxing in the pool...