Shelby laughed again. "I don't know dad, I think you don't give mom enough credit. There's something wild in her, I think. I'm pretty sure I'm my mother's daughter." She finished rubbing his lower back. "My hands are getting tired, I think I'm going to call it if that's okay."

"Yeah, that's great. I feel a lot better, thanks."

Shelby had stopped rubbing him, but Jeff still felt her weight on his leg, and the warm wetness pressing into him.

"But maybe you're right, maybe mom wouldn't like me in this robe." Shelby said with exonerated pensiveness. Jeff felt a thump beside him, and opening his eyes, saw the robe...