CELINE’s POV

It was Sasha… but not with my father. She was with another man!

‘‘Oh, Richard…’’ I could hear her moaning. ‘‘Don’t! Stop it! What would you do if someone came over here?’’ Her tone of voice was ragged, but it also had a dissatisfied quality to it.

‘‘Don't worry about it, my love. Everyone is too busy sucking up and blowing smoke out of those big asses in the hall…’’ The man's voice was raspy and agitated at the same time. ...