’ ‘You did plenty of that, anyway,’ James ribbed his friend, taking on Bubba’s habit of deflecting serious talk with humor. ‘So, you think ...hat I’m not ready for the Grand Ole Opry?’ Bubba retorted. ‘You said it, not me!’ James answered. ‘Whose turn is it to buy?’ As they waited for their fresh drinks to arrive Bubba became quiet, listening to the soulful ballad from the female voice singing inside the jukebox. He turned his gaze away, staring at nothing. When the bartender returned, he shook. " I'm sorry we didn't get to talk more about that," I apologized."I can't wait until I get email so I can bug you about every little thing that happens to me," she laughed."That wasn't a small thing that happened to you. I wish I could be more help." You've been a big help. Seeing you happy did wonders for me. It gives me hope for the future."We were still holding hands when Shirley caught up with us. It was fun seeing the tennis players watch as she took a seat on my lap and excitedly related. Her hands and feet were petite; she also had a lovely British accent. Rachel thought she was about her mother’s age and wondered what role she would play in her new life. Dan got the women to sit while he fixed some drinks; he made rum and diet coke for Becky but had to ask what Rachel wanted, she answered that rum and diet coke would be fine. He made himself a straight rum and coke and sat down on the couch between his two favorite ladies. Taking a long sip of his drink before he sat it. "Get out" he ordered her.Peggy stood up, looked at me and smiled, then walked out of the room only pausing briefly in the doorway to tell him to be gentle with me. I didn't understand this, I assumed I was in for a beating at the least and it's tough to beat someone gently.He came in to the room and pulled the door closed behind him. "Enjoy yourself?" he asked."I'm so sorry" I stammered, "I didn't mean anything to happen, it never crossed my mind even"He was right in front of me and whipped the.