Now the plaintiff's counsel had to scramble to salvage some bit of useful information because if he sat down now, it was tantamount to admitting defea.... As much as Loxley hated it, it was now their game, their rules, and he had no choice but to play. Naturally, he went for the only opening that Dr. Tangiers had provided.That too had been scripted, and another disastrous mistake by the lawyer. Sometimes being a trial attorney was thinking on your feet . . . a skill which deserted Loxley. Where’s Millie?’ ‘Millie? She left an hour or two back with her guy. I think she might be giving him a little bonus!’ Janice told her with a wink. So Denise said goodnight to her temporary escort, giving him a hug and a squeeze. Then she joined the other two girls as they made their unsteady way back to the hotel. Denise slept through until about ten in the morning. – – – – – – – – – – For the next week, Denise, Janice and the rest of the girls continued in the same vein. If they couldn’t get. “Sir”“I understand the Tricia can come and go as she pleases ... Sir” sobbed Carl completely broken.“You understand that I own Tricia’s holes now and I’m going to whore them out!”Carl hesitated. This was a nightmare! He couldn’t say that about his little girl. But then Dazhawn kicked him again and he moaned. “Please don’t, Please don’t. I understand that you own Tricia’s holes and that you will whore them out ... Sir” Carl said sobbing even more profusely.Tricia had moved to stand besides. Which was no big deal for his corporate-sponsored competitors, however for a guy who built his motorcycle in the living room of his apartment it was more than just a small setback. Jimmy made an appeal to the board of directors for the race series and was quickly re-buffed. Storming-out of the meeting room Jimmy was made his way across the parking lot to his old truck when someone called-out to him. It was an older man, he seemed to be in his mid to late 60’s. Jimmy had seen him at the races.