"Well Joane, so far as I'm concerned, you got enough already."I am glad I already had the house paid off and she's not on the deed. She asked about th...t at times and it seemed to me it was her 'gold digging' coming out. I am glad I did not relent and give in to what she wanted."Just what in hell's zat supposed ta mean?" "Zat supposed ta mean? you taking a course on being a redneck?"I gave it to her good.I could hear the snapping of anger in her voice, like electricity under thousands of volts. I lower my legs to the ground and collapse against your chest, my legs still weak from my orgasm. I begin to gently kiss your chest as you stroke my neck and back, kissing my forehead. ‘Did you get caught in the rain?’ you ask. ‘My umbrella bent all out of shape in the wind and I just stopped using it,’ I said breathlessly. ‘ You’ll let me do your hair later on then?’ you say with a smile. I look up at you adoringly and smile back. I kiss you for my answer. I arch my back as your hands trail. " Father, no!" Ben growled.The old man was firm. "Don't worry about me, Ben. I'm an old biker and old bikers never die." He smiled wryly. "I'll get out of this, don't you worry." He slapped Ben on the shoulder with less than customary force. "Get out of here!"Ben stood there stubbornly. Torque stepped over and gripped his shoulder. "Go, Polecat." His voice was soft, but booked no argument. "I used to be your leader, and I'm giving you one last order." His face softened. "Let me do this for. I took my empty glass back to the kitchen, made sure I hadn't left a mess, and headed back upstairs. I was asleep almost before my head hit the pillow.The next morning I phoned Eddie right after breakfast. His mother answered and called him to the phone. As he approached the phone from across the room, I heard him start singing:"You must understand, when the rain hits the landAdam will attest... It's not a lieWhen the wet hits the dryIt makes a gooey mess.What's mud got to do, got to do with.