"Of course, I'm not bad myself."Oh my god, is this fat old man hitting on me? Before Jen could reply, the man said, "Y'know, we just got in some new m...vies. Good ones. I could put one on, if you want to sample it." Uh, no, that's okay. I have to go. I'll just buy this." Jen reached for her purse, but then quickly realized that in her nervousness she had left it in her car. "Oh, damn, I don't have my purse." That's okay," the man said. He reached out and put a hand on her shoulder. "We can work. We were having a good laugh with some of the regulars we knew, them taking the piss out of us and our 'ways'. As I stood around chatting with one of my mates, I caught sight of a group of women getting up to have a dance on the little makeshift dancefloor in front of the DJ's set-up. I recognised them as semi-regulars. One of the group caught my eye - a bigger, short dark-haired woman in her late 40s/maybe even early 50s with a nice round ass squeezed into a pair of black pants and some. Charles can handle all the day-ta-day operations." Now, Julius, don't start..." I'm serious, Marcus, I don't need ta be wastin' my time playin' law clerk to a boy I done apprenticed in the first place." Oh, so that's it." Charles voice cut in from behind him, "Look, Dad, just go home. You don't need ta be here, no way. Retire. Take Miss Sullivan out or somethin', hell I don't care - just go." And at what point did ya think you got ta decide who work here an' who don't" Marcus growled."He in my. Even her mother had told her she looked pudgy. Mary had stayed away from eating heavily at supper but that didn’t work. Joseph didn’t seem to mind her weight gain though. His eyes shinned every time he saw his future wife. * * * One afternoon while Mary took her little sister to go play with the other children of the village she saw a tall dark haired woman with tears in her eyes. She wore a dark red dress and walked slowly. Her blue eyes met with Mary’s. Mary smiled at the woman but the woman.