“No, Dave, we don’t serve alcohol this early and Madeleine doesn’t come in until 11:00AM,” said Morton, the morning guy handling coffee and br...eakfast for the early comers to the club. The Embassy, I‘d learned early on was a twenty-four-seven operation, but only served food and non-alcoholic stuff before 2:00PM. I looked up at the clock; it announced the time as 7:33AM. “Okay, Mort, just coffee and a menu then,” I said. “I’m just gonna hang out if that’s all right. I want to talk to Maddie when. Cool," she said. "Your mom is pretty, um ... Wow!" Wow?" I rolled my eyes and this was why I didn't want to talk about my mom."Yeah. What's wrong with that?" With her being pretty wow or being a dancer?" I wondered, because I was a little lost suddenly."I don't know," Angie laughed. "Both, I guess." Nothing's wrong with it," I said. "Just some of the guys at school kinda talk about her ... You know." Yeah, I bet," Angie nodded and just looked at me for a few seconds. "I wish you didn't have to. Then I waited for them to leave, packed my things and went back to the dorms. I ended up going to the dinner stag. It was so humiliating because I was the person who put it together, and there at the head table were Kyle and Jeanette. I left after the awards portions?? and cried myself to sleep for weeks.Don't you see Gary? I am so scared. Every guy I've had sex with has cheated on me..." Alicia began to sob, her voice cracking as she pressed on with her story. "Then, after cheating, they just. "A little dick ... a little tongue ... a little finger ... a little dildo." Big dick and big dildo," Ruth said, continuing to pick on Joy. "A little of either wouldn't do her a bit of good. And it takes a handful of little fingers before she even notices."Joy seemed to be taking the ribbing well but Regan saw it might be wearing thin so she bounced to a different theme on the same subject."Did you see that on the Internet?" she asked."Joy?" Ruth wondered."Not Joy!" Regan exclaimed."Not yet,".