Catriona is his wife, Dean.”“Fucking cunt! God damnit, this whole fucking thing has been a nightmare from day fucking one.” He was really, reall...y pissed off. Dean did not cuss very often and to have him ranting like that was rare. I could see him take a breath and get a hold of his temper.“Okay, the feds are already on it. You said Sapporo? How do you know?”“The crew refuses to deal with me, saying their families are hostages against their behavior. They did tell Damji that we are past the. "I'll get the ice crushed while you're doing that." Okay, do you have a pitcher?" she asked as I walked into the pantry."There should be a big one in the dishwasher," I said, poking my head back around the corner.I had just got the lid of the ice maker open when I heard a "Got it, thanks!" called back at me. I reached in and grabbed the ice scoop out of the ice bin and stared down at it for a moment. There was a chute in the sidewall of the bin and the lid I'd opened was only one half of the. His package bulged out of the front of the Speedo and I was convinced he had to have it padded with socks or something. Had to be.The girls immediately started cat calling and whistling, dollar bills waving in the air which attracted the attention of Mr. Hottie McHotstuff, or whatever his silly stage name was. I sat in the seat furthest from the stage and turned my attention to my phone to look at anything but guy flesh.Mr. Spraytan eventually showed up at our table with a shirtless six-pack. He saw my in-laws in their rooms, and I was in the kitchen. He came inside the kitchen with the bottle. I smiled at him and said I would fill it for him. He said he knows to fill water wherever there is a hole.I started smiling after hearing this, and now he knows I too like him. So every day when my in-laws used to sleep in the afternoon, he came inside on the pretext of doing something and started flirting with me. His conversations always have a double meaning.One day he saw a couple of.