. silence from the room.. my heart beating was all i could hear.. tears welled in my eyes and slowly i took the glass.. so embarrassed,,, i closed my ...yes and held the glass between my legs the trickle of urine into the glass seemingly louder than i thought possible, as i felt it overflow i tried to stop the flow but to late.. a puddle gathered under me, Now look what you have done you filthy slut Eve shouted ... I managed to stop the flow, enough pressure relieved. Then i couldn't believe. My story does not start here but it starts when I was 15 years old. I got my high school sweetheart pregnant. We had a baby, a son. It was tough for a couple years because my parents were older and and fate had a different plan for her and her parents.When My son was three, her parents got hit by a drunk driver and were instantly killed. The next couple of years brought the death of my mother and father, who were in the sixties. My father died of a heart attack and my mother died. No. That wasn't right. That was Burt'ssister.(I'm Burt)His real sister - Lady Ann's sister -was Hattie. Desperate to feel somesemblance of his old normality he tried to picture her instead, sittingat the dining table, but the memory fizzled and vanished as he summonedit. He couldn't remember that scene anymore! He tried again, trying topicture Hattie in his mind and sighed in relief she popped into hismind's eye, climbing onto her horse as he steadied the reins, tippinghis cap as--No! That. Greg asked yeah but til when until you say no she shot back until sunrise she looked at me and winked she had watched us play long enough to know there was only 1 hand that could beat me well i said look if its til sunrise i want to know if i can raise the bet they agreed and i raised the bet by another 500johnny put his in but greg said he was all in and had the title to his corvette he was willing to put up for this bet and went to his car to get the titlewell it was show time greg laid down.