Finally, she arrived and messaged me that she is heading to her client’s office directly from the airport and will keep me posted on how her meeting...goes. I kept checking my phone from time to time to see if she has left any messages but there were none. It was almost 4 pm and I was ready to leave from the office.I got a message from her that her meetings will continue until 8.00pm and she may go to the airport directly. I just replied with an “hmm” and she knew I was upset. Next message from. “Still, I want you to enjoy yourself. So, tomorrow, you'll drive your own car, and you can leave when you want.”My heart pounded faster and faster. “If I still have my car,” I muttered. “I made a bet with Maria. I think she's going to win.”“Oh?” she asked. “Really?”I shrugged. “Thought I would win, but...” I sighed. I didn't know what to say. Should I just blurt it out? Should I just tell her the truth? That I wanted to fuck her so badly. That I wanted to grab her hand and shove it against my. Both Suzy and I were introduced, and a couple of the old hands remembered me. Most of the evening was spent telling war stories and outright lies. Both of which were sworn to be the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth (sort of).While all of this was going on, the kids were being kids, making up some of the most outrageous games and scenarios. Most of which involved running, jumping, and yelling. When Donny discovered Shadow, I watched closely. I wasn’t quite sure how Shadow would. She gathered her senses and had just calmed down when her husband phoned to ask her to meet with him and lunch in town, which was most unusual indeed.They agreed to meet at the private men's club where he had been a member for fifty years, a club where women were only permitted inside with a member, usually their husbands. There were some traditions in Hawksville which stayed sacrosanct and this was one of them. The members were nearly all old white men, while the wait staff were all black,.