”That did the trick. His smile came out of nowhere: “Nah. Go ahead. Congratulations to your dad.”“And me,” Stacy said, her smile as fake as ...her tears.His directions were on the money, and two minutes later, she was knocking on Alyssa’s door. But of course, it was Ashley, wearing a silk robe over not much, who opened the door.“Who are you?” she asked crossly. Gee, Stacy wondered, what did I interrupt?“My name is Stacy CHILDERS,” she said. “I believe you fuck my mother.”Ashley’s eyes grew wide,. " I wouldn't say 'met'. Although Britney did seem eager to point me outlike I was a rare example of some kind of endangered species." I tookthe opening as an opportunity to start probing him about his personallife, "I was surprised your Dad was heading out so late though."Mike shrugged his shoulders noncommittedly as he shut off the ignition.We got out of the car and as we each retrieved our bags, he answered,"That's the life of a detective."Well, at least that was the same. "Is he too old. Emotionally our defense was high as a kite when they came off the field for the punt return team. Bill Groff, the defense's sideline coordinator, calmed them down as he praised their play. It was a much better start to the game than last year. John Waters' help was going to be invaluable this game. This year our guys were confident about how to handle all the sets, motions, and fakes involved in defending against a Wing T offense.The Panthers punter got the ball off under pressure. Garrett. The back-and-forth verbal daring goes on and on until finally, the wife fucks the guy.Reading them brought me back to something that happened a very long time ago. My wife and I were in our twenties at the time and were invited to her brother’s home for an evening with them and one other couple. Rather than assign fictitious names to the players, because the events were complex, I’ll simplify by calling the six people me, my wife, my brother-in-law (BIL), BIL’s wife, BigDick, and Bigdick’s.