My mother in law married a guy that gives me the heeby jeebies. When you are standing there talking to him, he is nice, articulate, interesting and yet, when you walk away, you want to take a hot, hot shower.
His very endowed daughter sat on his lap all the time. Not just perched on the knees, but sprawling on Daddy. She was in her late teens. I would think she still does it.
He left his last wife after undergoing fertility treatments to have a child. The child was still a baby when he left the mother. He left her for a younger, blonder student.
After MIL and CD (creepy dude) got married, she got a boob job. A big one. She had been married to a doctor for 23 years, had a ton of money, divorced and broke, she buys the bazongas.
MIL says the reason he left his wife was because “she wasn’t taking care of things at home.” She asks for gift certificates to the local porn palaces for holidays.
MIL doesn’t let CD out of her sight.
What does this add up to? I dunno. I was sexually abused. NFW would I have felt comfortable with that kind of attention, I did everything I could to avoid it (from adult men). It creeps us all out to see a daughter who is built like a brick shit house loll around on daddy’s lap. Seriously creeps us out. I think mostly he is a garden variety creep. I think he is an insecure guy who is dumb enough to think younger, blonder, bustier=better. I think he’s opportunistic. I think his wife had better keep her eagle eyes on him because I absolutely think the next wife is just around the bend.
As for Kurahee’s situation. Hmm. Well, weirdos are everywhere. He may be a garden variety creep. I know how it is when everything adds up to something bad, but turns out to not be bad at all. He may just be looking at porn and wants to keep it from his wife/kids. Are there other computers in the house? Before the room was built, where did he use the computer?
All the freaks in the world have to be related to someone. They have to live next door to someone. They have to work with someone. Maybe there is just one really prolific freak. Could there really be that many weirdos out there?
FWIW, that Fortress sounds like something my husband would love to have, but instead, he has turned out house into one. He loves all sorts of gadgets.
You know the name of the company he works for. Does it strike you as an especially private industry? I had a dear friend in college. I knew who he worked for, I knew what his degree was in, and no freakin’ way did I, or was I allowed to have a clue what he did all day.
IMHO, he’s a garden variety perv who wanted a webcam and a private place to send out to the ether pictures of his penis. Keep watching Dateline. 