After a few minutes of silence, he asked, “How long has THAT been going on?”I said, “About 5 months….. from the first day, actually. Mr Frankl...in told me it was a job requirement when I interviewed for the job. We needed the money and it was one of the few jobs that I could qualify for.”“Are you fucking kidding me? I can’t even imagine how THAT interview went. What happened?”So, I began telling Tony about the interview I had with Mr Franklin, with his enormous dick sticking out of his pants, and. ”Ed didn’t want to go there, but he knew if he was going to get anything to eat that he must show up there. He dropped his books on the desk that Shirley had bought him as a back to school present. He had been overwhelmed by her generosity and valued the desk more than anything else in the house. It wasn’t a new desk; she had found it in a garage sale. It was an original teacher’s desk from the 1930’s and was made of solid oak. He ran his fingers over the wood appreciating the warm feel that it. I heard a noise, and looked over to the side of the lawn where Micah and Sandra had gone. It looked like Sandra was sitting on top of Micah, rocking back and forth. I couldn't tell in the dim light, but it almost looked like Sandra wasn't wearing her bikini any more.I looked back down into Tracy's eyes and saw her smile. Then her smile changed to a grin, and while I bent down to kiss her again, I was surprised by the sensation of her hand tugging at my swim trunks. Before I knew what was. I'm hoping he can survive this gunshot wound." What if he don't?" Harley asked. "What then?"Lonnie looked at Harley, "Then you'll grieve for him, remember him, and somehow find a way to go on with your life. It's what he would want." I'd kill Drake Pennington if he wasn't already dead," Harley said with venom."Son," Lonnie said quietly looking Harley in the eyes. "It was revenge that got your daddy into this mess, so I hate to hear you talk like that."Harley didn't want a lecture from Lonnie..