I looked up at the man called simply "Charles"."How much does he owe?" I asked softly.He handed me a piece of paper. I almost threw up. I stared tryin... to make sense of it. "How is this even possible that he owes you 60,000 dollars?" Charles sighed a heavy sigh. He waved his two friends out of my living room. I saw the flash of gold glinting off his watch."Look baby, he doesn't owe me. He owes Mr. Montoya. I am simply here to collect. Your husband ran up a substantial bill and offered to bring. I was all prepared to crush him, to give him that thumbs down, but it was like my hand had a mind of its own: I gave him the thumbs up. Oh my God, he smiled at me when I did that. What if the other guys noticed? We could be busted, big time! But, if anyone noticed, nobody said anything. I wasn’t too worried about the guys noticing, because they’re all so dense, but Dianne and Joely usually don’t miss a thing. Why the Hell was I doing this? Doc is being nice today, noticeably nicer, and people. 'Fucking hell, Louise, if he is telling the truth, he is big'. She beamed, then laughed, 'Wow', was all she said, and as suddenly as he disappeared, he was back with another bottle opened, and ready.I think he caught us as we both looked at his crotch, he knew we were now both intrigued and curios, no man throws his cock size into the conversation to two titillated partially drunk women on a fun weekend, without consequences. Louise was not going to let this go, and she took her purse out and. “She said that most people like that usually stop only when they are seriously injured or killed or when someone they care about is seriously injured or killed. She told me that getting out was my only reasonable move to protect myself. She said that her counseling will be for two weeks unless Mother agrees to stay or return. She also said that those who aren’t residential during their counseling rarely complete the process.“Evan, what can I do?”“Morgan, the only thing we can do is support the.