”“Don’t worry about it.”“No, I have to thank him. What does he like?”They discussed what her Dad liked, his taste were in the area of fine...cigars, nice bottle of cognac, or a French Cabernet. Since she was busted for underage drinking the alcohol was out, and a box of his favorite cigars was well over one hundred dollars. She settled on going to the mall and finding a nice thank you gift that would be work appropriate for his desk.“Do you think they are going to, prosecute you?”“I don’t know.. Went in couple bars checking things out see what was happening,found out there was a lady boy competition on thought what the hell always good for a laugh, never thought anything about it, as in men being women,got in the club it was packed with sailors all with the same idea spose,any way the guy in charge started to speak to the crowd asking if there was anyone who wanted to help judge the competition but they only needed 1 person,so to be fair the ones who wanted to judge they gave raffle. I wasn’t sure if he knew I was too old to smack around anymore, or that I might actually hit back. “Look, here…this carnival is yours, just as much as it is mine, and that means you do whatever you gotta do to keep it going, you got it?” Artie shouted, pointing a finger at me accusingly. “I don’t know the first damn thing about it!” I shouted back. “You don’t have to! Do you think Frank was some kind of expert? He was a fucking dishwasher before he came here! You just put the costume on,. ”“Can I at least come over and be with you?”“That’s sweet, but no. I have to go. Love you, bye.” She hung up the phone before Bobby could say anything else. She looked back at Will, who started laughing even as he continued to slide his cock in and out of her ass.“That wasn’t funny!”“I don’t know, I think it’s pretty fucking hilarious.” Even as he said this, Will stopped laughing and started shouting with pleasure. Martha recognized the look on his face: for the third time that night, he was.