A stern voice brought me back to reality.“Bitch, drink this” and handed me a glass. I looked up at this young black girl and knew it was no use, s... drunk it as quickly as I could. “Now Bitch, in a few minutes, you are going to climb up on this table, dance and finger that nasty cunt and fat white ass. You better spread those fat cheeks and finger that ass for everyone to enjoy. And when I think the guys have had enough, then you will go to any table and do anything the man wants. Do you. She decided she'd have him dig a trench to pour a concrete foundation for an addition to the cabin. It would just be busy work but it'd be good for at least four or five hours.She got into her 'get-up' and waited for him to arrive. He was half an hour late and that didn't bode well for his character. The monitor beeped and showed a tall, rangy, red-headed kid sauntering up the drive in no apparent rush. He knocked on the screen door and stepped off the stoop to wait."Are you Derek?" the. He was always interrupting me when I was talking to him, till I threw him out.’ ‘I wasn’t interrupting you mother. I was just trying to remind you that you wouldn’t let me date any girls when I was in high school,’ he says to her. ‘And I thought dad left you because he couldn’t stand your hollering at him and belittling him any more?’ ‘What!’ She screams at him. ‘Did that whore in college tell you that? Did that college bitch tell you to talk that way to me? Now I know you’re not going back. But you’re closed over Christmas normally aren’t you?”“Yes, we are in fact closed,” she rejoined, “but these are our Christmas and New Year regulars. Anyway you know we keep an open door for our friends – like yourself.”He remembered times he had been up there in Winter, when it was just him and his hosts. So that was agreed. He asked to arrive a week before Christmas to unwind, and immediately decided to leave the next day, spend a few days in Edinburgh and then cross to the hotel. He wanted.