His strong features were marred, she thought, by a tattoo that crept up from his neck onto the side of his face. She didn’t understand tattoos at al.... So permanent.After his friend scoffed, the older man continued talking.“You weren’t there fucker,” he said, but the cursing wasn’t angry, more of a playful dig, “the girl must have thought I was some sort of pushover. You know what it’s like, these young girls see a guy at a bar with a little cash and they figure you can be their ATM for the. Eventually it got to the point I couldn't keep standing, so he guided me down to the warm concrete below and kept going. A short while later I felt him slow down and pull out of me. He grabbed my shoulder and pulled my delirious self up to a sitting position. "Open your mouth, Boo," he commanded and I did without question. He slid inside my mouth and came without asking permission. That was another first for me that day. I had never let a guy do that before. "Good girl," he said to me then and. I didn't need another. Plus, his father would probably make a fuss and that I didn't need.When the sun started setting, I grabbed a beer and invited Bill into the den - or at least the room I was using as such for the night."So what's on your mind, Bill?" I asked as I took a seat on the couch. "We don't socialize that much." True." He sat across from me and sighed. "I'm kind of in a bind. I was kind of hoping you could help me out here." If it's money, you know how this is gonna end, right?" I. Since then, my mother helped me a lot and my confidence has improved. Now, I can play the piano and sing to my girl at the same time, like I recently did.”“Ooh, that’s so romantic,” Kaylee said. “Maybe you could sing to all of us, sometime, Michael?”“I would need to have that pre-approved by the pretty blonde sitting next to me,” I said. Jennifer giggled.“I may let him, but right now I have him all to myself. Anyone of you makes a move on him, I will have to beat you up,” Jenn said.“What if.