"Ok, I was at a loss for words."Just say it, Joe, we can't read your mind," Lois replied."Well, two big things come to mind at the moment." They are?"...Annette asked."The first one is that I would have to be part of my children's lives, full time. I don't want to be an absent father type." I looked from one set of eyes to the other and added, "Somehow, I don't think that is in the cards, here."The two of them looked at each other then shrugged. "And the other?" Lois asked."Well... I can't just. When the ladies got inside the whole place smelled of cigarette smokes and had the aroma of Tequila and many other types of alcohol. All the lights inside were fluorescent, sparking red. The women could see waitresses walking around in bunny costumes, men sat down on tables with naked Blonde prostitutes hovering around them who only had thin black collars around their necks and that there was a large stage in front of them with strippers performing live as pole dancers. All the prostitutes were. I pulled her up and gave her one hell of a kiss then i leaned her over her dining room table and gave her one damn deep fucking she was a screamer and with each thrust and push i wanted to make sure she felt every damn inch i had to give her.I picked her up and took her to her couch because i wanted to show her this black man have damn good pussy eating skills so i opened her legs wide and took my tongue like it was my cock and tongue fucked her pussy she moaned she quivered and her body shook. Furthermore, that person was not going to be welcome at the tavern until he changed his mind. Joe thought that the latter condition was what made the final push in the destruction of the complaints.Overall, they had a very pleasant winter, or as pleasant as a colonial winter in Massachusetts could be. The winter was "open" enough that they were able to hunt almost every day, and nobody went hungry that season.Parson Jacobs continued his ban on Joe attending his church, and he extended the ban.