Her father and mother must be tall, I had thought; she and her sister have to be at least 5'10."Happy birthday," I said with a smile. "The drink's on ...e." Thank you," she answered with a grin. "Did I hear you tell the drunk that you own this place? I thought the name was Riley's."Looking over her shoulder I leaned over the bar. "Y'all have to get off the table unless you want to pay for it," I said to the two girls who had decided to do a dance on top of it. "And put your tops back on."My order. "It'sh OK" she said, moving closer to me. "I have told her that it's shtupid to ask kids tuh wait until they'r murried. Ahr kids shupposed to take fucking cold showers for 10 or 15 yuhrs?" Um, uh uh" in said. I could have sworn that my voice changed about 6 years ago."Sho, are you making her happy when you shcrew her? Do you make the juice drip out hur pusshy?"(Jesus she's drunk!) "Um, yes'um. I-I-I think she'zh hap-p-p-py."(Unbuttoning my shirt) "You THINK she's happy? I beh-ur find out. . Intense focus on his canine features as he does his best to find a tight spot for his cock... We move to the side where we can see her expression – her head resting on the bed, on one side, all that excitement on her face, mixed with fear ... Breathing hard, catching her breaths ... Ready ... Willing... The dog pumps away at her, fast and eratic - his aim is poor but his energy is hard to rival ... And then ... Maggie lets out a loud grunt - not a word or a scream ... She sounds more like a. "I went in the cottage to get a towel. It's perfectly explainable."Missy had drained her glass, and was shaking the ice around."You were naked, Elizabeth. Missy found your swimsuit in the towel closet."Missy shook the ice around in her empty glass. Otherwise, the room was silent."What does she want?" Elizabeth asked in a low voice that I had to strain my ears to hear."Missy wants every Monday off, regardless of whatever emergency arises. She also wants to be paid for the five days you owe her,".