"'Ello, James," said someone. "Sorry to 'ear about yer uncle."It was Betty, Kylie's mother from next door. "Thanks," I said."I'd like a word, if yer'v... got a moment," she said. I was about to make some excuse when she added, "It's about Kylie."Fear gripped me. Kylie was at that moment lying on my front room floor fucked into oblivion. Could it be that Betty somehow knew?I invited her to continue and moved nearer the fence, but not too close because I feared what effect FUCK might have on her. I. Too early?”“That’s perfect!”The next morning, Lavar headed out to the Robb residence. He carried a bag containing a bottle of s*******n-year-old Hibiki.“Come on in,” grinned the handsome rugged White man with blue eyes. “We can down to the rec room.”“Great! I brought the liquor.”Brock produced two glasses. Lavar poured some in each. They sipped experiencing the smooth, delicate flavors and subtle intensity of sweet plum and sherry.After a couple shots, Brock spread his legs and scratched his. Without protesting, Laura drew another mug from the shelf and turned to face him. He sat at the breakfast table smoking an extra long cigarette, watching her through the fragile smoke ring he had just blown. He took his time to speak."Haven't you anything to say?" he asked finally. "You didn't think that I would evaporate, did you? That's one trick I haven't learned yet, but I'm working on it." George was pleased with what he said, considering himself something of a wit, but Laura was. " "Thanks for inviting me," I replied, as he walked over to a cooler and grabbed me a beer. "Beer?" he asked, even though he was already handing it to me. I nodded, "Don't mind if I do." Then for the next forty-five minutes we talked guy stuff. We talked about work, about our nagging wives, and mostly about sports, everything from will the Hawks be good this year, to can the Cubs win again, to will the Bears ever not suck again. We even argued over who was the best Bull ever after Jordan. I was.
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