You will not say a word, not even a sound, or I will beat you like you have never been beaten, do you understand me?” She glared down at the child, ...haking her by the arm until her head bobbed and weaved on her too-thin neck.“He is maybe going to play with you, take some picture, so you do whatever he says. Don’t worry though, momma is saving that little pussy of yours. It’s going to be my retirement fund, sell it to the highest bidder.” she cackled, looking pleased with herself. “Don’t fuck. One waiter had relayed a story about the time a woman yanked on his arm while he was walking past her table, carrying a tray of food for another table. The tray had spilled over the woman. She had complained to the manager about his incompetence, demanded to have her dinner comped, and a gift certificate for dinner at a future time. He’d had to pay for all of that.Another waitress spoke about a family in which the teenage girl had believed she was royalty, as a result of her father calling her. David called the Weather Service ... he intended to complain. He was on hold for 20 minutes."Weather Service: Answers Desk. You have Questions ... We have Answers." The voice bespoke eighteen, blonde, blue eyes, legs, 110 pounds, 5'10", 38C-23-36 ... and someone's act of nepotism.The beginning was totally boring, but she was human.Part way through the connection:David asked, in a complaining voice, "For this I nearly destroyed two Detroit diesels?" It was the prairie winds that did it." The. “Well its not pretty, but its progress, I'm tired of skating by myself.”“Then quit leaving us,” Stephanie said.“Its better than watching you guys fall every three seconds.”As they were talking, Rita snuck behind Chris on the ground and Stephanie tabletopped him over Rita's back, causing him to crash down on the ice, both of them laughing out loud (actually laughing, not lol).“There, now were all even,” Rita said as she and Stephanie skated away before he could get up. I went to help him up but.