” I said.“She has lots to learn. This ain’t one of her internet videos. You know why I strip? I literally have to. For my son. Keisha twerks her...ho ass on the internet, comes to the strip club, and gets treated as a commodity? I’m sorry, what? I had to bust my ass there. And you know it ain’t easy being a stripper,” Daisy said. I turned my head to her, looking at her.“What does it take then?”She took a deep breath.“It takes confidence in yourself to be a stripper. While you’re onstage you have. The only trouble I had was fitting horse shoes. I let him talk and only had to prompt him to get him started on something. I learned the reason for most men to have many wives was plagues that reoccurred and killed a lot of the men.I removed my shirt and windbreaker but kept my pistol in the thigh holster. When the four men rode in Petre hissed and reached for his pistols. I glanced at him as one man swung down and grinned with rotten teeth, "we gave you a week. Pay us or we burn everything."I. The hurt he felt at my alleged betrayal must have been really painful for him, because I truly believe that at that point we were madly in love and were planning a future together. When we hurt like that, as I well know now we tend to lash out at the person we believe caused the hurt. That is what he did to me when he called me a whore and refused to marry me. But Ginny has to be considered in this too. She has a right to get to know her father if she wants to and I won't stand in the way of. She looked like she was going to cry."Please! Don't tell anyone! How did you find out? I didn't blow it again, did I? I'm sorry, Daddy." Amy was upset, thinking she had spilled the beans. Julie grabbed her and hugged her tight."It's ok, sweetie, I won't tell. I love your Daddy too. You didn't blow it. Do you want to sleep with us tonight?" I was amazed that Julie and Amy were getting along this well so soon. Amy didn't seem jealous at all."I would love to, but I better not. Mom would kill me!.