I want to know for each man and his family what they decide. Each must make their own decisions and whatever they decide is fine.”“Thanks, Tom. I ...guess big choices like this are never as easy as they seem.”“When I bought you all to keep you together, I didn’t even have a place for you all to stay. Sometimes we go with the flow and sometimes we have time to plan.”“Yes, Sir. I’m sorry for barging in and bothering you.”“My door is always open to you and your men. It will happen soon. Just not. He let them get the better of him.Beer. Video Games. Weed. That's all they ever cared about. They hadn'tchanged at all.To be fair, he had partaken in the beer, video games, and the weed lastnight so who was the real idiot here?Fair enough, he thought. He was being too harsh on his old friends.Sometimes life just pulls you in different directions.Also, sometimes your friend hypnotizes you into a woman and then falls inlove with you.Stop, he thought. I'm just friends with both of them. I love. No political talk, no business talk, just three old friends swapping trout lies.Wainwright was considering the blackened prime rib. But he knew he’d end up ordering his usual, the 16-oz. ribeye with peppercorns.He was leaning sideways on the bar, his back to a large, ruddy man in a well-worn cowboy hat. White. The erstwhile cowboy, his own back to Wainwright, lowered his voice, but the senator could still detect the smile in it, “Well the Meriwethers are up to it again.”Wainwright didn’t hear. He’d kept the evening sober; not wanting her dopey and unresponsive later; able to appreciate his pride and joy; that he’d tirelessly masturbated into it’s prime condition over the years.The young bimbo had to learn the basics; that she can’t flash her fanny around him without giving some head before long.Mike unbuckled his trousers and lowered the zip. “Hey Kimmy ... feast your eyes on this sweetheart.”What took place then is to disgusting to describe; but suffice to say Kimmy endured a.