I didn’t recognize him or the horses he had with him. His clothes confused me too. Jeans and a t-shirt weren’t quite right for someone one used to...the hills. But obviously, he didn’t want to talk, so I let it go at that.Mounting back up, I started catching up with the group. Two minutes later, I caught up with Edgar.I could tell that I was the very last thing he wanted to see. “Hey Edgar, what a coincidence running into you way out here in the wilderness. Care to explain why you aren’t with the. ”“I'm guessing it's linked to whatever you got up to last night, right?” Sam was, annoyingly, often correct.“Yes, fine, well done! You worked out the big secret! Whoop Whoop! Yes I fucked someone last night and I'm seeing them again tonight. What's the big deal?” I waved my arms in a ‘who cares?’ motion and my cock bounced in tandem.Sam smirked and turned towards the cupboard by the TV. He pulled out my box of porn and put it on the central coffee table.“Right, we'll do it your way then Dan.. .”“I’m not, but you’re going to tell me anyway,” Cal interrupted.“If you ask me, this practice could be doing better—a lot better. Cal, you’re the best lawyer in town, but you have to put some effort into bringing in more clients. Instead, you’re beating your brains out on some project that hardly anyone cares about, for no pay and a lot of headaches.”Cal sat in the chair next to Delores’ desk. He scratched his head. He cupped his hands together and sank his face into them.“I suppose you’re. By the time we got to Wrigley Field, all of us were stuffed. I saw Ryne Sandberg and Ron Cey talking together about twenty feet in front of me. They were laughing about something. Leon Durham was a lot bigger than I thought he would be. Dennis Eckersley looked like every single pitch was important to him. I could see his face every time he got someone out. He took the whole game personally.Saturday, we went to the address David had given us. We met Nell and her three kids. In the garage, we.