I thought it was a strange ritual, but I did as I was asked. Ifelt something being placed over my outstretched hands. It felt likesome form of metal. ...ll at once I heard to distinctive clicks and I wasinstructed to open my eyes. When I saw what had been done, my heartalmost stopped. My hands were now encased in two steel balls and theywere tight enough that I couldn't open my hands at all."This is just to prevent our girls from taking any liberties with ourtits when you ride bitch honey."I. We got back into the car. She told me that she knows this good spot. Me being clueless, I had no idea what she was talking about. But as soon as she put her hand on my bulge, and never took it off mid drive, I was starting to realize what she meantShe pulled into this massive parking lot outside the target she works at. I thought she was being stupid for a second till she drove around the back of it and parked in between a couple of trailers out back. She told me to put my seat back, which of. . Mike.", she softly said with a measure of sadness in her voice. I was actually surprised at her reaction and felt there was much more behind that surrender than words could ever explain.She walked briskly to the counter and spoke to the proprietor in a language I had no clue about. The small Asian woman behind the counter looked at me, nodded somewhat solemnly and then bowed motioning us to a small coffee bar in the rear of the shop. There was two small tables in front of the bar ringed with. . the only thingthat troubled Ronnie was that Peter swore that the girl's sweater was down when hissister-in-law had entered the room ... which meant only one thing ... that Marilyn hadbeen watching at the door!It wasn't easy for Ronnie Goodge to bring up his young son alone, his wife had lefthim when the boy was only three years old and he had never heard from her since,nor wanted to for that matter. Over the years Ronnie had had more than onegirlfriend and several times he had been tempted to.