“I do like the presentation”, she said as a slight push bought her against him. “I don’t have a vehicle and was just bought here by a friend.....”, her next utterance was a ‘Oh!’ as he gave a tit a nice squeeze as they were resting against him. “You have nice tits”, he whispered. “I bet they are a real picture totally bare, resting as nature ordained”. Her expression was comical but when she gripped his groin, it was his turn to utter ‘Oh!’The morning tea ended and as the venue emptied he turned. He turned to Brenda with a smile. "Brenda, this is our usual waitress, Deidra." Brenda nodded diffidently to the waitress."Deidra, this is Brenda," he said, turning back to her. "She a coworker and a friend." He raised his own eyebrow returning her challenge.She had just opened her mouth to respond when she closed it again. Rob felt a small hand land on his shoulder."Hey there, Rob," Dawn said, coming into view. "I see you have company today. Can I join you, or are you conducting business. ‘Thing is, Teddy Fields just ain’t a Nashville singer. I don’t even know what he’s doing here. And you, kid, ain’t a Nashville producer. But that’s why you worked so well together. That’s why I couldn’t do shit with that guy. My job is always to take the song and make it fit alongside other artists’ songs as best I can. Make it something anybody can hear and just…just feel, without thought or investment. Make it ready for radio. You, though, made a song…that ballad that was on the radio…that. Sam doesnt do well with females Why is that sir? Hayden inquired. Yah see, Hayden, in the The Farm, there were no woman. Sam was practically raised in an all male environment, constantly craving woman like a dog craved a scrap of meat. Yes, sir Well. He escaped once, about two or so months before the government found us, and in that time he managed to rape about three woman Sir! Tha-thats awful! Hayden said, covering her mouth with one hand as her eyes widened. I know, Ms. Hayden. So believe me.