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"Don't ask." I said.
I busied myself with the tea, which I brought into the living room on a tray for the girls, left it on the coffee table in front of them and excused myself to my study. "Dinner'll be at 7.30, Hannah," I said. "Does Sammy want to stay?"
Hannah stood up and picked up her school bag and mug of tea. "We're going to my room to do our homework," she said. "You wanna stay, Sammy?"
"I can't tonight," said Sammy, looking genuinely regretful. "Sorry Clem – you're a great cook an' all. I always like your meals." She followed Hannah, mug in hand, paused at the living room door and smiled at me. A really nice smile, lips parted, white teeth showing and the tip of her pink tongue. A sexy smile.
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"See you later, Clem," she said, quietly.
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I spent the next few days thinking about Sammy. Not constantly, but frequently. Yes, sure I was old enough to be her father, but she wasn't my daughter. She was a very attractive, 18 year-old, not a kid, a young woman. Okay, she as still at school, but that didn't make her any the less attractive. All the same though, I chided myself, I shouldn't be harbouring thoughts like that about one of my daughter's friends. If I wanted female company, I should try looking for someone closer to my own age.
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