At this point my brother was fast asleep and snoring, so I knew we were good (besides it didn't really matter now anyway). I headed down the stairs in...nothing but black and red checkered boxers and fuzzy green socks I wore a lot in the winter. When I got down there, Ray looked so adorable sleeping on the couch. He was wearing only solid blue boxers and sweat socks with his blanket on the floor. The only light in the room came from the TV, and when I walked over to him I noticed right away his. Even the table dances are sexless as far as the dancers are concerned. Granted, they turn on the guys, but the dancer is just going through the motions to get her twenty bucks and then it's on to the next guy for another twenty." So just what are you asking? For me to take off my robe or give you the home version of a table dance." Yes." Yes? What kind of an answer is that?" I'm asking for you to take off the robe and give me a table dance." And you don't even care that my drunken husband is. (Fuck!) James thought as he realized that he had just made a very big mistake. “Now hold on guys you know I would never look at someone's mother like that. I would be asking for death if I ever did that, let’s just calm down and talk it out. You guys can even lay down beside me and enjoy the beach come on its summer break. We just got out of college and we're supposed to enjoy it.” James said in a very hurried manner trying to get the Jocks to calm down.“You know what James your right we are. "Well, that takes care of the McGraw Gang," Lash LaRue said with his cocky grin, each hand perched on one of two pearl-handled.45's at his side."Sure does," said Fuzzy St. John with an affirmative nod. He spit a wad of tobacco juice into the dusty street.Lash LaRue tipped his hat to the pretty gal in the calico dress She beamed at him admiringly from the wooden sidewalk. Lash LaRue cocked his cocky, self assured head toward Fuzzy St. John."Let's get goin', Fuzzy," Lash LaRue said, and he and.