"I'll just tell them it was yourtime of the month," she had said. No, she would have a plausible reasonfor my absence if she were recognized as my wi...e. But that did not seemto be happening."Sure! Let's talk!" Jamison gushed, too quickly, betraying his eagerness.He was losing his edge, and I loved it. I was totally rooting for thispowerful woman I had been smart enough to ask to marry me, or moreaccurately, this woman who had chosen in her generosity to marry me.Everything was clear to me. "Hi Amber, What's up?" I asked Amber over the phone."Can you organize the Powder Puff practice for tomorrow after after-school sports? I don't have anyone's contact info." Sure," I said."Thanks" she said hanging up.Well that was quick and painless. Straight to the point. That means weshould probably take separate cars tomorrow so I don't hold Ron up anylonger than I already am with track practice. I turned on the phone againand dialed Ron."Hey what's up?" he asked."Hey can we take separate cars. “And I will see you over on that side,” she adds, pointing her finger toward one of the holes on the side wall.The door closes leaving the Marshall and the stripper alone. They can hear another door open and then close followed by a series of clacking from Mandy’s heels. Daryl’s eyes follow the sounds, following them along the wall to a hole where then Mandy’s finger pokes through.“Go on,” Rina says. “She wants your cock shoved through there.”The man turns to the woman he was left with and. "What was all that about?" Stacy's husband killed himself." Excellent! But, that's not what I'm talking about. What I'm asking is "why did you pass out?" "Excellent? You didn't hear me. Stacy's husband killed himself!" I heard you the first time, and again, I say excellent. Now, WHY did you faint?" Fuck, when I heard the gunshot all I could think was that I killed the bastard."Trefual slowly shook his head. "Damn kid, Are you that stupid?" What are you talking about? I didn't mean or even want.