” He pulled the glass away, “From now on, you’re money’s no good here until after noon.” “Ah, piss off. You ain’t my goddamn priest.” ... grumbled, getting off the stool.“But I am your goddamn friend.” He crossed his arms, “You say you never gave a shit about that job at the mill, but you’ve been nothing but miserable since they canned you.”I looked to my left, making sure that the bar was empty. Then I looked at Dave, and sighed. “It ain’t the job, Dave. I never gave a shit about that job, and I. “Looks like my brother’s here,” Madison said as she stood and quickly gathered up her stuff. She pulled on a big t-shirt over her bathing suit. “I’ll just grab my stuff out of your room and change at home,” she said looking at Emma.“Emma, you and I’ll see Madison out. Emma’ll be back in a minute or two, Sharon.” I wanted my chance to talk to Emma alone and I needed to keep Sharon from coming to say goodbye with us.“Oh ... sure ... okay. Bye Madison,” she said as she gave Madison a quick hug.. .Three months later, and the jobs even better than I expected. Mike was a great guy to work for, well, more with, really.The bar really buzzed, especially in the evenings. Entertainment six nights of the week, Karaoke one night, Live singers for three, and Mike did a disco the other two, and he was good, the punters loved him.But even more important, I suppose because I was happy, the customers loved me as well.Along the way, I’d had some fun with two or three great guys. All in all, it was. Her skin was warm and soft and Wyatt was certain he had died and gone to heaven. His fingers leisurely neared her mound and stopped. He waited for signs that what he was doing was ok, and when he felt her legs fall open, he rubbed her mound with his opened hand. “Mmm,” Ember hummed. Wyatt was gentle with her swollen, untouched privates, massaging her pussy lips before gently spreading them to touch her wetness. He carefully dipped his pointer finger in her hot sex and used her own moisture to.