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\tAt home, Rainier had a lot to think about.  He dressed in naught but boxers and a t-shirt —the standard fare for a retired, middle-aged man who no longer gave a shit— and spent a great deal of his time tidying his modest apartment and perusing the gnomernet at his leisure.  No matter what he did, however, his mind remained fixed upon Summer.  Their time spent the previous two days seemed surreal to him.  She was his daughter after all, regardless of their blood.  But perhaps that lack of blood connection made it… better?  She was more than enough of an adult to handle things.  It was likely that others wouldn’t judge him so much if they found out, but the last thing he wanted was for anyone to judge her for it, let alone him.

\t*ding dong*

\tRainier got up from his seat and crossed the room, snatching up a pair of emergency pants along the way before peering through the peephole to his apartment.  He visibly relaxed and sighed, then tossed aside his pants and opened the door a generous sliver.  “Afternoon, Cynthia.  Everything alright?”

\tOutside his door stood a woman in her late fifties, smiling brightly at him.  A wide-brimmed, straw sunhat cast a shadow over her relatively slender figure, matching the gold-hued fabric of her thin, sleeveless sundress that bristled halfway down her thighs.  Gentle creases met at the corners of her hazel eyes and plush lips, all framed by a tight updo of silver-streaked, brunette hair.  A small basket was clutched in her hands.  “Afternoon, Rainy!  Oh nothing important.  Do you have a minute to chat, maybe?”

\tRainier glanced her up and down for a moment, then casually pulled the door open.  “Please, come in.”

\tCynthia Larford’s eyes immediately darted to his underpants, a slight blush appearing upon her cheeks as she glided into his apartment.  “Thank you, sorry, I don’t mean to impose.  I recall you saying a while back that you liked to have rent ready early, and-“  She chirped when she looked back at him and found him offering her a small pouch of gold.  “Oh perfect!  Thank you.  I think you’re my only tenant who’s ever been constantly on time with rent.”

\t”Don’t mention it.  I’d rather not be homeless,” he half-joked as he closed the door behind her.

\tCynthia sat her basket on his table.  “Oh I couldn’t kick you and Summer out even if I wanted to.”

\t”But you know I wouldn’t stiff you anyway.”

\tThis prompted a soft giggle from the woman.  “Now you and I both know that’s not true.  I actually baked you a fresh loaf of bread as thanks for ‘stiffing’ me on Saturday.”

\t”You didn’t have to,” Rainier rumbled more closely than she’d realized.

\tThe landlady spun around, realizing Rainier was practically right behind her.  Her blush intensified, and she clutched the table behind her before leaning back just enough to arch her chest upward.  “I insist that you take it, Rainier.  I’d like you to know how much I appreciate you and your talents.”

\tRainier boldly took another step forward, and one of his large hands subtly slid up beneath the short fringe of her sundress, finding naught but a thick tangle of dampened curls beneath.  “It takes two to tango, so they say.”

\tCynthia sucked in a sharp inhale, then shot her hands out and up to clasp them behind his thick neck.  “Well… it’s not every day a man’s willing to entertain a wanting widow.”  Rainier felt her hips shift, pressing herself more firmly onto his hand.  “I could never remarry… but if I had the time, I’d be here every day.”

\tThe warrior let out a slow exhale, then lowered to kiss her as two fingers curled up boldly inside of her.  The sight of the tent in his boxers was enough to bring forth a moan from the landlady, but at the moment when Rainier would usually slip them down… he stopped.  The thought of his adopted daughter came to the forefront of his mind.  It was almost painful to break the kiss and pull his hand away, then whispered, “Tonight, maybe?”

\t”Tonight?” Cynthia said, somewhat surprised and a little confused.  “Is everything okay?”

\tRainier had to think fast.  “I think I’d like to treat you tonight.  How about a proper dinner again before… you know.”

\tHer blush returned twofold.  “Oh Rainy you don’t need to do that-“

\t”I want to,” he insisted.  “You cooked for me Saturday.  I’ll cook for you tonight.”

\tMs. Larford thought it over for a moment.  “But what about Summer?”

\t”She’ll be at a friend’s place tonight,” he lied without hesitation.  “But who knows when she’ll be home right now.  She’ll need to pack.”

\t“Oh that’s a fair, but painful point,” she admitted and cheerfully slid back off of the table.  Her coy smile returned twofold, and she winked as she gently pressed her chest and soft belly against him, her hands touching his waist affectionately.  “7:00 sound good to you?”

\t“It’s a date,” Rainier rumbled.  The two of them smiled and shared one last kiss, with Cynthia not-so-gently slapping his ass before they parted.  With a final wink, she slipped back out of his apartment, leaving him to sigh and look down at the basket she’d left behind.  Knowing her well, he parted the fabric folds within to reveal the appetizing loaf of bread… as well as a small handful of photographs from a S.E.L.F.I.E. camera.  “I told her these were risky to take nowadays,” he murmured to himself, lifting them up to peer at a series of increasingly more risque photos of her in less and less clothing.  The very last one had her crouched over a particularly large toy, and on the back of it was written:

\t”I swear these just don’t compare to you. ~Cynthia.”
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