." Oh, Christ, that was wonderful, Steph." I should hope so. Tissues?" Just there." Got it. Hold on." She pulled some tissues from the box and cleaned...the mess from my stomach. "You know, I don't mind the taste of this ... but only direct from the source, if you know what I mean. It doesn't have much of a shelf life." You never cease..." Yeah, I know. You're easy, though." Could be." Is." She finished the cleaning, threw the tissues aside and turned back to me, her face close to mine. "Now. " So, this is all my fault? You got pregnant because I came home and you chose to stay and fuck some old lawyer. God, you're something else." What are we going to do now, Randy?" asked Shelly.I laughed. "There is no we. I'm going to a lawyer and get a divorce and get rid of your sorry ass. You can ask your friend Brett what he wants to do about his kid." Randy, we can work this out. We're good together. Everyone makes mistakes," said Shelly."Fucking another man and getting pregnant with his kid. Lots of grinding of crotches and grabbing of various body parts by both sexes. We ordered drinks and watched the show on the dance floor. The Black girls generally wore tube tops, halter tops, or bikini tops with mini-skirts or shorts and were shoeless or in sandals. The Black Men wore wife beaters or T-shirts and pajama bottoms or shorts. Their dancing together was sinuous, sensuous, and with an a****l energy, crotches grinding and hands sliding over each other. The whites generally stayed. "What? You don't think I can do it?" Malinda frowned."Of course you can," Melody soothed her sister. "But you don't know where we keep everything." Mmm, true I suppose," Malinda's eyes narrowed. "Well, okay, you can help, but only help." Saying that she turned around and left."She is the worst cook in the world!" Melody whispered into Marlin's ear once her sister was out of earshot. "She can burn water without even trying. I'd better get out there or God only knows what awful stuff we might be.