How to Train Your Daughter Ch 7
* * * * * * * Exhausted and ecstatic, I collapsed into my couch with a glass of whiskey in our den and switched on the TV. I'd put the three girls to bed, and my wife had turned in as well, and now, after an exhilarating night, the house had fallen silent and I was ready to watch the DVR of Festival that we had just returned home from a few hours ago. All our work over the past few years with Jennifer had come to a culmination this evening, and I couldn't be happier. Such an extraordinary...