He tried to cry, but it was next to impossible, the heat of the parlor trapping him like dough in a deep fryer, the back of his neck sweaty and his bo...y temperature rising within the blue worsted wool of his suit.Behind him sat rows of other family members and acquaintances, also clad in either dark blue or black. Their stray coughs and whispers, their general restlessness, rose above the volume of the organ every so often.He admired the skill of the people who dressed up his father. His father. He had to man up and be the man that Audrey needed - her man. Donald had seduced Audrey with kindness and respect. He did absolutely nothing overtly to control her. Did Donald actually control Audrey? Yes, it seemed as though he did; but in truth, Audrey controlled Audrey and she did what Donald wanted in order to please herself by pleasing him. The lesson landed hard and Jeff said aloud: “Shit.” Suddenly tired, Jeff retired to his deck chair and slept like a baby until the sun came up and he. The girl was like a breath of fresh air around the old place. It was just what she needed; she was not ready to sit and gather cobwebs just yet."Hello?" Danni said sarcastically when Nicole failed to respond for the zillionth time that day."Err ... sorry," Nicole grinned ruefully and sipped her coffee. "I was listening — honest!" Jesus, what's the matter with you these days? It's like you're on another fucking planet half of the time! Between you and my annoying brother, I'm beginning to think. “I guess you two will have to sit and suffer watching me have a good time with this beautiful young woman.”“Not actually, Dad,” Ben replied. The door opened, and two women virtually identical to Bobbie in shape entered, each carrying a chair. They introduced themselves by their stripper names of Candy and Sweets. “We couldn’t let you have all the fun and Bobbie was hesitant to take all three of us so we have our own girls to fuck.”Dan watched Candy and Sweets walk to Scott and Ben. The women.