Dwight, one of my classmates picked me up, and it was a 45 min. drive to the club, since we had to pick up the rest of the gang on the way. I liked ha...ging out with them, we all became friends on the first day of college and went drinking that same night to get to know each other better. That was a hell of a night.Dwight turned up some calming music, which was great because I had to get a little bit of rest before we got there.Plus, I had all the time to daydream about my long life crush. God. " Well, I'll be." the barber exclaimed. "I want to thank you for running that dead beat son of a bitch out of town. He never paid me a cent, ever." Well, I'll always pay you. But I'll shoot you if you mess up my hair." The barber laughed nervously at the joke and hoped Harley was truly joking.When the haircut was finished, Harley paid him the asked for fifty cents and tossed him another two bits. He nodded and left to complete his rounds.As the sun went higher in the sky, he walked back to the. ' That doesn't mean you can't." Stepmom, don't worry, I'll never tell what happened."I hugged her tightly. Twenty minutes later, we were all seated in a crowded dining room. I felt trashy in a tube top and skirt. Most diners were in suits and dresses. Our table was centered on a raised platform stage. The tables fanned out from it. Bright lights illuminated the stage and our table, making us feel conspicuous as the guests of honor. Helen, looking radiant, mounted the platform, and tapped a. When she arrived in town, however, she was able to explain her text more completely.Careful not to hurt my feelings, Cheri explained that she had been unsatisfied lately by not having found someone special enough to share her life (and her womb) with. She had a good job, and a pile of money, so she figured that having a baby was something she could handle on her own. She also admitted that she constant wet dreams about how her belly and breasts would expand with the baby, and how much she.