"Ladies and gentlemen" Ron said as he stood just behind the two girls, "These are my lovely daughters, Anna" he said placing his right hand on the nak...d meat-girl, "And Joan" he added placing his left hand on the shoulder of the other girl, "Anna has agreed to demonstrate the female spitting process on the new Spartan Spitter for us today" he said as Anna tried to smile.Going back to his counter, "You know I was just thinking to myself, Ron what is a meat-girl barbeque without the barbeque. “Are you sure Lori is okay about being with us?” I asked her. “I don’t want to go, not if it is going to cause problems.”“She’s fine now,” Cathy reassured me. “I mean, it’s not as if we will be screwing in front of the two of them; we will just have to restrain ourselves, as difficult as that will be. I can get her to call you tonight, if you are still worried. It won’t be like it was two years ago when the three of us were, you know, sharing you.”“I wasn’t expecting anything like that,” I. “Hey, little sis,” Lissa says, snuggling up to the bar. “You busy?”“What’s it look like?” the girl asks.“From the Christmas music blaring and the bar only half full, I’d say you weren’t,” Lissa says. “But then you’re probably going to tell me you are.”“You’re right,” Cherise says. “We’re busy. These people drink alcohol like there’s not going to be a tomorrow.”Lissa giggles at that. “You know, you never know.”“Tell me about it,” the bartender mumbles.“So, you closing?”“Yeah, it looks like it,”. All I could think of was that I had blown it, and now I'd be lonely forever more. I knew she wasn't really pissed at me. She seemed more disappointed than anything else, but that's poison to a relationship. Not that we had a relationship. Well, we had one, but it wasn't what I wanted it to be. And those kisses had suggested it could be the way I wanted it to be ... except not if she was disappointed in me.I think I understand people who commit suicide a little better. Things go wrong for them,.