He knew that Joanne would follow Daisy because she was having a high old time putting the silly waitress over her knee and playing with her pretty ass...to her heart's content.The two girls were giggling as they entered the saloon and Charlie knew it was time to teach the Northwest female proper manners about using his "girls" for her pleasure."Daisy has been telling me how much you like paddling the shit out of her pretty ass inside your room at the old hotel."Joanne laughed a little nervously. ”“Here’s a newsflash, Son,” David said, leaning in conspiratorially. “People are stupid!”Phil laughed at his father’s earnest expression.“I just don’t want you to think that’s the way to handle every situation,” David said, turning serious. “I also don’t want you to think that it’s right to do this sort of thing without discussing it with ... older and wiser ... people. You can talk to me about things. Situations like this don’t have to exist in a vacuum. OK? That’s all I wanted to say. You. He was excited that Carrie had referred him, and said I should be looking forward to feeling better soon. He sounded young, and didn’t sound too wierd, and for the first time I was genuinely looking forward to getting my massage. ___________________________________________________________________________ Before leaving work on Monday, I went into the bathroom and changed out of my workclothes, putting on a lycra workout top, cotton athletic shorts, and flip flops. It had been far too. I noticed that he (later found out his name was Gerry and an American who lived in Denmark), had followed and stood at the door in to the room and looked at us. It excited me that he so openly showed his interest in Angel. I took a decision.I had put my arm around Angel, and behind her back, I made a sign to Gerry that he should come to us. He seemed a bit confused, but I signaled to him that he should come. He came over to the sofa, Angel stood up as if she'd let him get past, but I moved into.