We'll open with happy shots of Mark and follow with classrooms at Rich Bitch High. Fade to The right reverend John Bob Stickum, the rich man's version... of Elmer Gantry, and follow through with him groping a teacher." Great!" Sam cut in right on cue, "just absolutely great." Sounds too far fetched and commonplace. We need drama, action, and a hook to pull them in," Hans demurred, "What's the schtick?" I plan to begin slow, switch to scenes of a fat cop beating a street hooker, roughing up a. Aaron pulled his girlfriend close, hugging her as she cried into his shoulder. "It's okay, Maya, it's okay. I'm not mad. These things happen. We can wash the sheets, it's fine."Maya pulled away, tears receding. "A-Aaron, there's something I should tell you." What?”"I... I wet the bed on purpose. I did it so you would... spank me."Aaron groaned in seeming disappointment. “Goddamnit Maya, you don't need to do that shit. You know if you wanted it you could've just asked." I know, it was a bad. But the stupid girl has only herself to blame. If it weren't for all the suffering she's going through I'd order you to cause her more than just a bit of pain when she gets back. But it has been useful in a sense. After she sorted out those three poachers we know they aren't likely to land at the weekend when that lethal, arse kicking mountain goat is loose about the place!"The shipments are still going on, then?" Must be, Samantha! We're still picking the poor buggers up and sending them. What a sight!Amy started laughing, I was rolling on the bed laughing so hard tears were coming out of my eyes and my Dad was jumping and cursing. I got up from the bed, went to my Dad, pulled on his arm and guided him to the bed. He sat down, looked over at Amy and started apologizing. Amy still laughing said "don't worry, the whole sight was worth it." Then we were all relieved. This is when I couldn't hold back any longer, I had been wanting to tell Amy about me and my Dad, or at least slowly.