But Bill Cartwright’s whole demeanour had changed. His tone of voice had suddenly turned conciliatory and it kind-a put me on the back foot. Not rea...ly being a violent person by nature, I kind-a figured that it was his ballgame; we’d play by his rules for a little while and see what the bugger was up to now.“I’ve never been known to refuse a free beer, mate. Even if I do owe the bugger who’s buying it for me, a good hiding.” I replied as we turned to walk the few paces back to the bar. "I've been doing all right, Pop," Jack finally answered."Anybody I know?" his father persisted."You mean anybody you might have fucked first, don't you?" Jack laughed."Well, yeah, then how 'bout it, Son?" Not this time, Pop," Jack answered. "Think the stuff I got into this time was too strange for even a dirty, old man like you." Don't be so sure of that, junior. The years haven't caught up with me yet."Just then, a honking horn sounded from out in the street. Jack closed his bag and stood up. ”He then pulled the ammo belt out of the case and slid the first round into a slot in the bottom. Holding it there, he rotated the barrel cluster counter clockwise. I heard two clicks and then he let go of the belt. He turned the barrel cluster three more times, which caused a piece of metal to be ejected from a slot in the bottom.“Alright, five rounds are loaded right now, and if I turn it one more time, it will actually fire. To stop that, now I need to remove the pin from the clutch,. I mean here was a real man not one of those boys that filled my past. Not just any man but one that was always surrounded by beauty day and here he was treating like me I was one of them. All that was of course filling my mind making it easy for him to once again sweet talk me into getting a change of clothes for later and come over in my bathing suit to see the pictures we took last night. Needless to say, in need for more of this man’s attention it was less than a heartbeat that an old.