They still like me.”“Your parents liked you. They didn’t abandon you like mine did. They didn’t turn on you like mine did.”“Your parents d...dn’t really turn on you. They just took Lana’s side in everything.”“Your parents managed to be fair.”“I know. Still, it was pretty ugly there for a while.”Benny said, “As far as your brother and sister were concerned, the wrong child was successful. Her marriage was shit. Your brother was just a nowhere man.”“I know. They hate me for my success.”Tim and. He ushered me down a passage and through a door that opened out into the courtyard where around thirty people were sitting at tables - all men except for three middle aged women, who sat on a table together.The tables were waited upon by beautiful young ladies dressed in Venetian/courtesan style outfits, very attractive and they flirted openly with the male guests. These guests took many liberties with their hands, including openly squeezing breasts, and fingers disappearing up the ladies. If you have a problem, tonight is the night to bring them to me. You are wasting your time if you think I'll share my bed with you. Get dressed for bed, now. You have five more minutes."Someone spoke up. "What if we sleep bare at home?" Then get undressed for bed. If there is anyone here who is body shy, get over it. Tomorrow there are six shower heads for nearly a dozen of you. There are six washbasins and six pots. The stalls have doors, and that's all the privacy you're going to get. If. I disconnected the line from the hog and wound it back up. Jo drove us back to a regular parking place, parked, and we went inside.Mr. Watson was waiting for us at the door with the $80 for the hog, plus the money for our entrance tickets and what we had paid for our supper. We thought that was right generous of him and told him so. He said, “Hell, y’all did wonders for my business tonight. Now I can advertise that my place has been swept of wild hogs, and it is the safest honky-tonk in the.