” He said sternly.“What would you like?” I asked. “Whatever you’re having.”“Look, mister,” I said in my best feminine voice possible, ...��I really don’t want trouble. If you leave now you’ll be gone by the time the police show.”The figure at the end of the bar picked up the gun and aimed it in my direction. “Pour” he said.I began to cry. I began mixing a large batch of martini drinks. I looked at the alarm panel and saw the blurred green like winking at me through my tears. I hadn’t set the alarm. I’m not so clueless that I don’t recognize that being a great father also means being a great husband, its one of the areas that needs improvement in my parenting skills I guess. I’m not a big man only about 5’5′ and right around 155lbs. I am reasonably fit but I’m not quite ready to run a marathon just yet. I’m not a terribly handsome guy either maybe I’m a solid 6.5 out of 10. So I like to think that I don’t scare small children as I walk down the street but then again maybe that’s just my. "I won't, Eddie. But none of us are in much better shape." Kelly," Margo said, "you're doing a fine job with our logistics. Now I have things to do as executrix of Minerva's estate, and I'm afraid you're going to end up doing even more. You up to it?" Big Mama, I got this. It keeps my mind off ... well, everything else. I assume you know what Minerva's wishes were concerning a funeral and such?" Cremation, no official memorial service. Her urn is to be walled up in her home. Really wasn't. “Ooh, blimey,” she said. “That’s nice.” I sucked on one and then the other as she squirmed happily. Then she stood up and stepped out of her dress before sitting down and taking my right hand, placing it on her pubic mound. “You may take my knickers off,” she said, lifting herself as I pulled them down. She had sparse brown pubic hair, untouched by wax or razor, which was what I expected and which turned me on. I slipped my middle finger inside her and she kissed me as if she hadn’t had a man.