After six months of job hunting I had found myself here in this mid-western city. Lucky enough to find a job, even if it paid less than I was making b...fore, I was in the process of learning my new home. My studio apartment was adequate for the needs of a single man. It had a fine little kitchenette where I could prepare meals. I had cooked all my life. That was no problem. But I did love the company of people. I could not stay there all of the time.I had found many nice little local diners and. They got a little thing goin' over who's got the best food, and Jimmy said his brother's is good, but he needs the booze to make it pay. So they made a little bet, and Jimmy opened this place without it. There's a little note in the menu that explains it all. So far so good." It ain't all been hearts and flowers, though," broke in Richelle, "Cap says that a couple of distributors tried to lean on Jimmy a little, to beef up their own businesses, but he leaned back, and a couple of friends of his. ”“Well I can help you I guess some but I think you will pick it up pretty quick.”“Ok lets try it,” she said and put down her beer. “What right now?”“Why Not?”“Ok.” I went into the living room and turned on the stereo. I picked a few songs set it up and I sat down on the couch. In the lap dance rooms there was all couches. Ronnie stood in front of me and she started to move very sexy sliding her hands up and down her sides and over her tits lifting her half shirt until almost exposing her. If his daddy wasn't the sheriff in this county, he would have been in jail since he was nine years old and lost his temper over a game of marbles on the playground."Gail nodded, "Ah ha, that's why Howard talked to the sheriff. Now I understand. I guess small town personalities aren't any different from big town ones. My father is a police officer. He resigned and moved to another town because he got tired of doing favors for all of the brass's cronies. Then he found out it wasn't any different.