(This is NOT a true story.)





I’m sitting on the couch in the living room, relaxing after a long day at work, allowing any thoughts of business to slip out of my head, greatly aided by a large glass of red wine. I try to focus on the mediocre television drama on screen, but my thoughts keep wandering back to my daughter Rosie. She’s 118 lbs of perfection – a petite body, creamy skin, perky 32C