" No, there's a hole in the carpet that wasn't there when I laid it down." A long pause. She looked straight ahead, in a world of her own. "It's right...above your pool table, and it was taped shut for a while, but it wasn't when I woke up."A small voice asked: "Did you get stuck in the hole, Daddy?"I shook my head. "No, baby, I didn't, but I thought I was. But I'd like to know why that hole is there, and what happened through it last night."Mandy looked at me desperately. "I'm sorry 'bout the. 'That's not going to get me through the afternoon, ' he realized and went back to work weighing his options to replenish his supply.As the retaining wall builder was opening his last water, about a hundred yards away, Sidney Dickens was kissing his wife goodbye and heading for the practice tee. He and his three golf buddies were scheduled for their regular two pm tee off.Covered in mud and sweat he downed the last of the water trying to estimate if he had enough stone. It was too early to tell.. “I can picture that,” he said as Shirl smacked him across the back lightly.Stella looked serious again. “If I thought you would do it, I would ask you to suck it or even give me a handjob. But Shirl says you’re straight, even if you are the best looking guy at the party.”Thomas felt his ego pump for a second, then he remembered who he was dealing with. “So?”“So, I’m gonna try and jerk off again, could you like just stand there?”“You are going to masturbate to me?”Stella smiled that killer. If it came to that, I think I’d be more likely to become a nun than a wife and mother.” Pilar speculated.Guy drew her to the dance floor and into his arms, hugging her close before they started dancing to Mark Ronson’s Uptown Funk. “You would be a terrifying nun.”And then they were dancing, moving across the floor and in each other’s orbits, touching lightly at first, then moving away. As with so many things about the Stones, there were traditions about music and dancing. It was considered good.