He sniffed. "A while, couple of years I guess." Before you were sixteen?"He nodded."They didn't know?"He shook his head."What do you charge?" Come on.... I don't, but they give me money, some do." Uh huh, and you now have almost two thousand dollars. Let's see, at twenty bucks a lawn, how many lawns is that?" I have a job," he said, starting to stand up."Sit," she said.He sat."How big is it? Is it as big as your father's?"He nodded. "I guess, maybe eight inches." Well, your father's been gone two. I don't think yourdaughter really mans all that much to you. You don't seem willing to...'??????????? That'sas far as I got.??????????? Shefried her damaged nipple like she'd taken a torch to it (again). She did allthe jerks and gyrations and convulsions and screamed even louder than anythingbefore. I just knew the others had to have heard. She flopped around foranother five minutes and then exhausted, just went limp. She'd fallen back andtwisted onto her side and really did look dead, but. Inside his recently purchased, but slightly used, Honda Civic, Jacob sat mumbling expletives under his breath. The sea of brake lights seemed to stretch on forever in front of him with no end in sight. Letting out a yawn, Jacob toyed with the buttons on the radio and pondered the choices in life he had recently made.Why did I ever take this stupid job, in this stupid city, with all this stupid, damn traffic! His mind raged, letting out a sigh of relief as the cars in front of him slowly started. She cut off the flow for a moment. "It's only two quarts, love. It's all got to go in, and then you hold it for five minutes." The solution surged anew when she released the clamp. A few seconds later he protested anew. "Uhhhh! It's too much! I can't take it!" "You stop that fussing!" she snapped. "You need to take it all and hold it in you!" She slowed the flow somewhat, and in a short while the bag gurgled as the last of the solution went in. "Ow! Ow! I'm cramping," he complained. "The cramps.