We'd start hanging out again until the next time I got fed up with all the trouble he causes." I see," Jorgan said. "And so today you were in the on a...ain part of the cycle?" Yeah," Frank said miserably. "He called me up about three months ago and asked me if I wanted to join this city softball league with him. I'd just gotten divorced and I didn't have much to do with my free time and all and I remembered how the women would always flock around him so ... you know ... I said yes."Jorgan. "I was running a property management firm, but when my husband, Hock Hin, went to jail, I was fired. Oh, he deserved to go to jail but what did that have to do with me? Where's the justice? I was doing so well and, even if I say so, my sales promotions brought in a lot of business to the company. It's so unfair." Her company was one of my business competitors."World's the wrong place to look for justice, Frieda." "How right you are," she replied bitterly.I couldn't understand why they kicked. “I had the photos we took of you developed, they ... they are quite good and we did appreciate them”, with that she handed him an enveloped and at a traffic stop he removed half a dozen prints of him on the roof but the interesting part was that his balls were well represented. Only a grin crossed his face till he whispered. “They are hanging out a bit, would you be interested in a closer examination and maybe a substantial feel?”The women didn’t demand to be let out of the vehicle but his. ”“Sam’s married? He never said anything about his family.”“Lee died four years ago.” Dickie yelled down the hall to Margie’s office, “Hey, Margie, didn’t anyone tell Tina who Sam is?”Margie stuck her head out the door. “What, that he’s an owner? I thought she knew that!” she said, then ducked back to her work.“Nobody told me. I thought you had to have the name Busby.”“Nah, marrying one works just as well,” laughed Dickie. “Sam doesn’t play on the name at all. Big George and Momma treated him as.