Did you give him the promotion?" I tried to, but he wouldn't accept it. Kept saying he wanted to stay honest. In his opinion, people who don't work wi...h their hands, they can't be honest." Speaking of hands, how did yours get so chewed up?" I make cabinets. It's a hobby of mine. Sometimes, I get in too much of a hurry, and accidents happen." He held up his hands and showed me a lot of scar tissue. He then lifted his chin to show me that scar. He seemed proud of his injuries. "My dad, he was a. Another half an hour went by and still no Marlene so I went to Betty and told her I needed to use the phone."Marlene is gone and that is not at all like her. I'm going to call the police."Alarm came over Betty's face and she said, "No! Please don't do that. Please, it will only cause trouble."I looked at her, "You had better explain that" I said.Betty's face showed that she was worried and then she said, "Marlene is upstairs in the master bedroom."I was silent for a moment and the I asked, "Why. .", another look around, "but I've got something regular at home."John and Sean looked sceptical - but Ronald leaned forward, anxious for more info. "Home?" Yea man... have you never thought about shagging your ol' lady?" Mom!" Shit yea! With titties like your old lady, I'd have my dick between them every night."Ronald sat back, shaking his head - disliking how his close friend was referring to his mother. Mother-talk was off limits - everyone knew that.Bill would not relent, "Go ahead and tell. Horses don’t just run around free with their tack on. I want you to train me.”“Train you! What do you mean?”“I want you to get a long lead and have me run around you. You can train me to do high steps and stuff.”“I don’t know. Doesn’t sound that fun to me.”“What else do you have to do? Come on, it will be fun. Tell you what, you can make a long whip and use it on me, just like a real horse trainer. You know the kind they use. Like a real long stick with a little whip on the end. It isn’t meant.