I remembered how pretty his hairhad looked teased up and sprayed, and how amused I was, listeningto him discuss his periods with a completely strange ...oman, onewoman to another."And I've come to your bed night after night since then, haven'tI?"I just held on as tight as I could. There was nothing I could say."And we've made love each time," he said. I sensed he was goingsomewhere, so I just lay still against him, waiting. "I've fuckedyou every night this week!"I nodded."But you haven't. I figure he just went to work but comes home for lunch and he tells me he talked to “my friend” Rod and will be meeting with him that evening and for me not to worry. He will get the tapes back and everything will be fine.I ask how he got them to agree to that and Frank told me that I have to put out for them again. A chill ran through me when Frank told me that he made that deal and if I did it then we will be fine and we can avoid the cops and the humiliation.“We meet in two days at the camp. .” She looked over. “Is your mom’s name Dot?”Alaina blinked. Does everyone know Mom? “You know her?”“Nope! Buut I remember Mommy and Daddy getting into a fight after a medical fundraiser that Daddy got back from. Daddy wouldn’t stop talking about some remarkable lady he met there named Dot Bishop, and Mommy started getting mad.” She giggled. “Then Mommy went to the next night of the fundraiser, and when I asked why they stopped fighting after she told me Daddy was right.” She giggled more.. "So where's the fuckin' party. WHERE's the Chick's! Hey, where'd Jakego?" Hard-case one glanced across with a bored expression and rolled hiseyes. "Won't be a minute Weasel old son. Jake'll be right back. And then weparty." "Oh YEAH, fuckin' A!" 'Weasel' squinted and tried to make out hiscompanions. Both the hard-cases put an arm around his shoulders and ledhim to the centre of the road. Where he wobbled slightly and giggledagain in anticipation. The two just glanced at each other looking.