"Puh-please, please!" Shuddup!" I hissed. After her wrists were adequately bound together I stood and pulled her up to her feet. I gripped her restrai...ed arm as painfully as I could and shook her as she tried to remain quiet while she sobbed pathetically. I said, "Now we're going to go out to my car, got it? Nice and quick and quiet. If you try to run or scream or anything I swear to God I will make you watch as I use my laptop to e-mail that video of you sucking cock to your parents, your. .. If you care so little for your office, I don't mind being a tad rougher... 'CRACK!Don applied a bit of force and the steel legs of the chair she sat on fractured the metallic floor."Oh, my! Cousin, is your pitiful looking decor made for children? It breaks so easily over an adult weight!" Don put her hand to her mouth, feigning astonishment and modesty while covering an apparent belittling smile.'No, no, no, no, no, sweet cousin, it is your fat ass that is the problem'. Marksim had to. Great lawyer, apparently, but very tough on the interns. But never mind about that. I grabbed my wallet from the kitchen and we went outside. My daughter was sprawled out in the backseat of this Prius. The Uber driver stood there with his arms crossed, he looked pissed.“I need a hundred bucks to clean up this puke! And I want cash!”I flung my wallet to the lovely-but-drunken Ms Johnson and said: “Pay the man.”The car reeked. I don’t need to describe it, it was awful. Most of it was on the floor. ” Plaintive tone. Might have felt sorry for the lad had I not been otherwise occupied.Trish winked at our best buddy, “After Birdie and I are married, darling. I’ll be expanding my list of serious boyfriends.”Froggy gasped, “Open marriage?”“For one of us.”Distracting natter, even in the best of circumstances. But Trish squeezed and squished herself around me, brought me back into focus.After the conclusion — rather successful, by the by — of the Birdie & Trish Extravaganza, the three of us took.