Then he knelt on my feet and legs, he was very heavy and I couldn't pull my feet out from underneath him.Maybe they hadn't understood me. So I tried t...o tell them in simple English, I said "My father policeman, he coming to look for me, you in big trouble, let me go now" I don't know if they understood me or not.They were talking to each other, but the older one was getting very loud. It sounded like they were arguing; I couldn't understand them as it was Arabic. I hoped they were talking about. On the bright side, she got to keep her tips. On a busy night, she had no doubt she made more than most women lawyers per hour. Something else her husband didn’t know. She already had a good stash, for that rainy day.For his part, Josh was handling his mom’s new occupation quite well. Sure, she caught him more than once listening at the door. And she wasn’t too keen the first time he called her ‘Tits’. Tits was the name Booby Bill gave her that first night, shortly after he had fucked her. Bill. She permitted him to express his best oral passion for her pussy. Her once full goblet of wine was working its magic on her. A slight fog of sensations enveloped. She wasn’t boozy, just warm and content. She peered through half-opened eyes to see him between her thighs. Too dark and a little too blurry from the wine, she could see the shadow between her thighs. He could have been anybody. He simply looked anonymous through the dimmed light and her fogged eyes. She pushed a piece of chocolate. " She sighed.Gloria stood up and let Molly squeeze past her but not before giving hera quick kiss on the lips. "We can finish off later." She turned andglanced at me. "I'm looking forward to the show, see for myself what allthe fuss is about."I turned without replying and walked away with Molly close behind me.Nothing was said until the elevator doors closed behind us, Mollyexploded. "Christ you rude bastard, she's the woman who promoted andfunded tonight's show and most of the tour, without.