I guess I hadn’t earned it.Soon he stood up and asked “What did you think of my PA?” “I loved it, Sir” I replied. “You want to feel it in ...ou?” he asked. “Yes please, Sir” I answered. “Good cause you didn’t have a choice” he replied. “I could tell you love the metal in your mouth. You should feel it in your arse.” He smiled at me as he continued. “I’m going to put it in you bare just for a little bit. Let you feel the metal in your hole. I will only be like that for a few minutes, then will. .." Now look, baby," he said evenly, "do you have any idea what we do here, I mean do ya know what you'd hafta do to earn those three C's a day!?!" I-it's not illegal is it," she asked warily, "I promised my mom I'd never break the law!?!" No, it's not illegal," he shot back quickly, "but believe me, this isn't the place for you, now scram outta here, okay!?!" There were a lot of things that Rachel McAndrews wasn't, but unfortunately being stubborn was one them, so she crossed her arms and with. . don’t bump your brother.” Charlie was bumping me ... mom caught it. “Charles ... don’t bump your brother! Charles ... clean it up.”“I’ll be late for school.” Mr. Fatty said.“So ... if you’d pay attention to me you wouldn’t have spilled David’s juice.”Charley picked up a clean towel and tossed it in the middle of the orange puddle. It was one of mom’s best tea towels. Serious mistake. Grace and I split before the torture started. Charley has sensitive ears ... mom loves to twist ‘em. Of course. Dad hadn't noticed, he was too busy drinking and staring at some coeds at a big table near our booth. To be honest, I couldn't blame him. They were hot, all of them in halter or crop tops, and wearing shorts. Two blondes, one lighter than the other, a redhead, and another with short black hair. Their boyfriends didn't seem to be too happy with dad's attention, but they didn't say anything, just gave dad dirty looks. I turned back to my sisters. "Okay, spill it, what's up?"Carmen shook her head,.