There would be no hiding it. Should he try to stop her? Too late, the experience of Margaret had caught Ben well off guard. For now, Margaret was star...ing to slide her finger under the elastic of his briefs. Ben looked at Margaret and her smile said it all. The juice accident had not been an accident at all. Margaret had meant to spill it. But Ben did not know why. Margaret now had her hand on his briefs and was rubbing his rigid and inexperienced member through the thin cloth. Ben’s mouth was. I watch Stuart tell her something from the doorway and close it quickly before Wilma screams at him and I can hear her tantrum as we walk down the hotel hallway.“What did you say to her to get that reaction,” Isaac asks Stuart as we walk.“Oh I told her the truth. I didn’t tell Katy what she did I just made something up and had her crying and bawling about it. She screwed with me and I screwed with her back. Sorry I didn’t clear it with you first Sir,” Stuart tells us and I stop in the hallway. The real problem though was talking to her father about it.I would later come to learn that Summer was very open with her dad about everything, there were no secrets between them, and that made her confusion even more challenging, because she felt like she was letting him down as she tried to process. As soon as she told me that she told her father, I knew nothing could happen.Let's face it, he was a pretty prominent pastor in our small town, and I'm not the type of person that any pastor would. We had a few beers and a lot of fun that night. The next morning we were up late and getting ready for our second performance. Happily, the wind had dropped and we didn't have to worry about being blown around on stage.We were about four hours before show time when Stan had a call on his cell phone from the event organizer. The upshot of the phone call was that a couple of groups had dropped out and they had a big gap in their program. Could we please extend our session to forty or forty-five.