It was good clean fun to a large extent for the moment, but no sooner than we all got to take turns using the head and refilling the popcorn and drink..., the phone rang. It was for Lisa, as it turned, and it was her father."Daddy? What is it?" Lisa asked her, bracing herself for what she knew was coming, of course."Oh, very sorry, Dad. Do you need anything? Wow ... I can only imagine how much that hurts. Yeah, I know, if Dan did that to me, I'd deserve it, but it will kill me. Ouch ... Mr.. " Demarcus added, "I think we can make that happen." I turned to Tom and said, "Okay, your turn." Tom, downed the shot like a pro, slammed the shot glass on the table, and said, "I doubt anyone will be shocked by this, but I would like to watch Christine and Demarcus fuck." "Tom! That's a little crude," I aid jokingly. Everyone looked at Jen. "Okay, I guess it's up to me to finish the game, huh?" She handled her shot of tequila better than I had. Jen set the lemon wedge on the edge of the. Then if you are half smart, you are going to take your family and get the hell out of Georgia. Do you understand?" Yes Ma'am I understand." Mike get those files off to our friends in Atlanta," I said before I turned to the Chief. "Now you go tell Blain Atwood that I will meet him at the outfield fence of the softball field in city park. I will be there at 4pm this afternoon. If he is there we can work a deal, if not, one of us is going to die. He should know that I have the better gunslinger.". As he took her glass over to her, she uncrossed her legs, and Marcella was sure he got a glimpse of stocking tops and white suspenders, but she demurely tugged her skirt hemline down and cut off the view. "For you" she said, then paused, then looking at him up and down again "its not quite right, you know, there is something missing, but we'll fix it after our meal" Mark had no idea what she was talking about, and said so, and she just laughed again.The meal was delicious, the company rewarding.