She looked at us a little strangely when we got in the car but didn’t say anything.The shine was already wearing off Em’s new job. She’d had two...weeks of on-the-job training, working with a driver who was a year older than her. She’d had the past two days making deliveries on the route alone.“You know they say the army is all ‘hurry up and wait’? Well, driving this damn truck is the same way. I have to be at the warehouse by six in order to get in line to load my truck. Any later and the line. On the drive down to Dover we had a great time catching up on all the happenings since we last saw Bridie. She’s still having problems finding the right man. She rarely has problems getting the first few dates, but as soon as they want to get more serious they all start expecting her to start wearing underwear and longer skirts. Jon told her that the next time she meets a man that she really fancies, to bring him round to our house. Jon said that he’d talk some sense into the man.Anyway, after. "Hey!" I said, loud enough to be heard above the noise of the music. "Do I know you?" she asked. "I don't think so. I just thought you'd want a drink." "Vodka and lemon." I left the dancefloor again and walked up to the bar. "A vodka and lemon and a pint please." The barman prepared the drinks and handed them over without saying a word. I took them back over to the girl on the dancefloor and handed her the vodka and lemon. "Thanks," she said, as she began grinding against my crotch. In. I talked with your dad, and I decided I was being selfish. They deserve a night together every once in a while. She just better not get too wild like she does sometimes.I had to chuckle. “Yes, she does get a little wild sometimes.”“Lois tells me you are fun to be with and take good care of her. If I recall, her exact words were ‘A damn good fuck’.” Mom was smiling.Mom’s hand slipped under the covers as she bent over and kissed me. “Your father knows I am here. It’s part of the bargain we made.