.So there I was ten minutes later thinking I was gonna get ass banged, go to sleep and ride into the sunset with my gal and a bag of cash. A big bag- ...nly to find Dolores pointing a thirty-eight at me.It got worse.I know what yer thinking, how could that fucked up situation possibly get any worse?It went like this-"Yo, baby is he dead?"What the fuck?"I can't do it," said Dolores."For fuck’s sake, he's gotta go," said Jimmy Mason, walking into the room.He stood, shaking his head and before I. It was crushing that she hadn’t talked with her parents since September and that she may not see them during the holidays. Christmas had always been a family time. It was mostly her fault, yes, but her mother was so stubborn about this too. She’d never liked Rob and said he’d leave Viv someday. They’d had that big fight over that. And, of course, her mother was right, Rob had walked out on Viv. But that wasn’t all. Her parents had never supported Viv in her dream—to be a published novelist. Her. From the table they heard Jim say, "Hello? Hey Peter, what's up? Well, Jeannie and I are out at the lake with a couple of friends. Sure, that would be great! OK... See you then, bye."Returning to the table, Jim told them, "That was a guy I met at the pool hall a few weeks ago. Peter told me that he and his wife Karen were hooking up their fifth-wheel and joining us here for the night. They both have the holiday off tomorrow and Peter said it sounded like fun. He said they would bring their. “It was wrong of us.”“Yeah, sorry, kiddos,” Barb added. “Never thought I’d see my daughter having sex.”Sara surveyed facial expressions. “Damned sure was hot, though. That’s important for conception, orgasm, you know...”“You told us,” I said.“Research backs that up,” Mandy chirped.“So!” Sara said, her eyes glancing at Barb. “If we TOLD you, could we put the camera back in there?”“Moo-oommm!” Bink whined.“I guess there’s your answer, babe,” Barb stated.“Awwww...” Sara’s response.“I didn’t say.