I looked to Sam, who was still searching for the control in the cushions. She was wearing a pink t shirt and baby blue shorts, so I was unable to see ...uch of anything. I don’t know why I was so tantalized by the sight of a 9 year old’s underwear. Eventually, Sam got hold of the remote and turned the T.V. to “Hannah Montana.” The two sat down on the couch while I headed back to my room. I told the girls to stay inside and that if they needed anything, I would be in my room.It was around 5:00. We left the parking lot and headed downtown to a local bar, it was around 5:30pm when we walked in the door. I walked in with pride as she held my man pulling me in. This bar I had never been into but it looked pretty nice, “What are you drinking?” I asked taking out my MC. “I want to start strong” she said and squeezed her breasts together” I smiled but damn, shit, FUCK… I better get laid today. I ordered two tall glasses of rum and coke, man can this chic drink, I opened a tab and we sat at. I knew you and mom were having problems long before I even began to suspect she was sleeping with anyone. I saw the hurt in your eyes every time she left the house without kissing you good-bye. Or the way she suddenly started dressing sexy again ... but obviously not for you. That's when I made up my mind to sleep with you myself, and would have before now. Only I knew that had I approached you, you'd never have allowed this to happen. I had to find the right moment, the right time to do. "Mr. Crenshaw, there's a Mr. Cameron out here with a check for you. He insists on giving it to you personally."I had to admire the young woman. She hadn't lost her cool and gave Crenshaw a reason to want to come out and face the Camerons. In less than a minute, a very fat man in an ill-fitting three piece suit emerged from the corner office and strode red-faced toward us."What do you want, Angus? I told you what was going to happen. Your credit is no good here any more," he blustered."Here's.