Being a typical guy, Ken woke up hard morning after morning. He knew it wasn't because of Carly. How could it be? She was his daughter, for f**k's sake. No, he'd simply been without a woman far too long. It had been worth it, though, when he thought of the way his only daughter was turning out. He was prouder of her than anything else in his life, and he loved her with every molecule of his being. But, he needed a s****l relationship, and with Carly now in her young adulthood it was time. He had a hard time imagining sleeping with anyone else, though, even if the lack of physical intimacy was so frustrating.
Carly turned eighteen toward the end of her senior year in high school. Ken realized she'd end up leaving for college before long, or else she'd want to strike out on her own and get
