His cell phone had other ideas, however."Aha! He is alive," was all that he heard as he answered it."Hi, this is Mark. I'm trying to watch the ball ga...e. Please leave your name and..." he responded, mimicking his answering machine message."All right. All right! Mark, it's Debbie Janicke." Hi, Debbie. What's up?" I tried to reach you about a dozen times yesterday, but your message box was full and you never picked up live." Yes, it gets that way sometimes. I was out of town." Haven't you even. This time I offered a suggestion as to a different way to start our evening out. I suggested playing strip poker, and I had even brought the cards. Everyone agreed. The drinks were poured and we started our game. The girls were a little shy at first, but eager to play. In the first couple of rounds Brad and I lost our shirts and Lacey removed her blouse showing a sheer bra beneath. Kristen removed her skirt first because she had worn a shelf bra and felt her thong would offer the least. I didn't do any better," Rance admitted.I could hear something rumbling beside me and it was Marion. She was making a vain attempt to stop from laughing, and when it came, it came big-time. I thought she was going to have a fit laughing as hard as she was. Tears streamed down her face as she struggled to control herself."What's so damned funny?" Angus snarled."You," Marion finally managed. "You and your son. You sounded like somethin' out of a bad movie. That poor little man didn't know what to. Ive been texting you for ages! Jack Woodford is back and hes requested you as a server! Wait, whos back? Olly asked, rubbing sleep from his eyes. Adonis snapped his fingers in Olivers face. Wake up! Jack Woodford? He was at the club a few nights ago? Or does everyone tip you triple figures? Oh. Oh. Oliver was suddenly awake, his hair standing on end. The intimidating presence of the man hadnt left him, and in the past few days Olly hadnt been able to get him out of his mind. Even when he.