" What did I do?" I ask trying to remain as puzzled as possible."I saw you fucking Alex last night," she said quietly."No, I think you were seeing som...thi--" once again was interrupted."I know what I saw dumbass and you can't tell me other wise," Amy said."Well what do you want me to do about it?" I asked."In order for me not to spill anything like this to your mother would be a great degree of mistrust," she started, "What do you think you should do?" I can do chores around the house, keep. Boys don't weardresses but he so wanted to wear that one."It's just a bit of fun," replied Bruce."OK then," agreed Jody who disappeared into the changing room withthe dress and a pair of silver pumps with a four inch heel that Brucehad convinced him would look better than the ankle boots with thedress.A few minutes later, Jody emerged. He'd let his hair back down andit was now framing his face and gently falling onto his shoulders,the dress looked beautiful and fitted him perfectly and the. We joined the party where many tourists from different nationalities were having fun. Beer flowed everywhere along with other drinks and best Moroccan dishes. The music was sooo nice, a mixture of American, European and Arabic hits. The crowd seemed to be in heaven! In fact, Marrakech is a peace from heaven. Around 11 pm a young and beautiful belly dancer started to entertain the audience, her moves were so erotic since she had a perfect body shape, and all the young guys who were attending the. " Family's got money, though, right?" I haven't really met her family, but, yes, my impression is they're pretty flush." That bother you -- her family having all that money an all?" No. No, it doesn't bother me. I mean, it makes me want to, y'know, make something of myself, so that when I'm ready to propose to her, I don't feel like I'm bringing nothing to the table. But does it bother me? Hell, no! In my experience, Pop, people with money are pretty much happy folks. I mean, why the hell.