I drove back to the condo. Dad was talkative. "Did you see that girl with that black thong on today? Her parents must be proud," he said sarcastically.

"So you wouldn't want me dressing that way in public?" I asked.

"No! My little girl is not going to show everything she's got in public!" he laughed.

"How about in private?" I grinned.

He didn't comment, but said, "That dress is great. You look gorgeous, honey."

We arrived at the condo. Daddy was almost sober, but still a little giggly. He went into his room and came out moments later in just a pair of boxer shorts. I wasn't sure, but...