CHAPTER 1 I sat in my chair at the dining room table looking at a face that I had not seen in quite a long time. Jennifer asked me, “David, what do you want me to do? Should I let him in or have him come back when we don’t have 1000 college kids here for a party?” “Let him in. But please escort him over indian to me at this table. I’m not as sober as I would like to be for this meeting,” I tell Jennifer. “OK, I’ll bring him over to you, but I’m getting Jill and Dakota to come to join you here at the table,” she tells me. For the first time in a long, long time I have had several drinks and of all the nights for Michael to show up, it had to be this one. I watched as Jennifer went over amateur and asked him to come inside the Chateau. Before they went more than a step inside, Jennifer said something to Amy which porn caused Amy to go looking for someone. Jennifer took Michael by the hand and pulled him through the large number of co-eds to get him to the dining room table where I was sitting. When she got him there, she pointed at a chair for him to join me at the table. He sat without saying anything. As I sat there with Michael, neither one of us said anything. Quite frankly, I didn’t really know what to real say to him since it had been such a long time. Finally, I commented, “Well, you certainly picked an interesting night to show up. Are you hungry because we have lots of food,” I tell my son. He just smiles and says, “Yeah, sure. I’ll have some food. What’s on the menu, college females?” I just stare at him. At this point, I homemade have had enough alcohol that I’m not going to be insulted in my own home. “No smart-ass, we have BBQ ribs, Cole slaw, potato salad, macaroni salad, and beans. If you would like a beer or soda, we have that as well,” I poke back. “Well, ribs sound good. Will someone bring it to me, or do I have to go hunt it down?” he says very sarcastically. I summon Jennifer over to me and ask her to fix a plate of food for Michael. She bounces into the kitchen and puts several ribs on a plate with a scoop of potato salad and a big spoon of beans. She also grabbed a Bud Light and a Coke for him to choose from. She carefully carried it over to him and set it down in front of him. Michael handed the Coke back to her. He used his forearm to open the Bud Light, something that I taught him a few years back. “So, Dad, who are all these people?” “Some are friends, some are friends of friends, and most I have no idea who they are they just came for the free food, free booze, and a party,” I tell him. Michael leans in and takes a bite of one of the ribs that Jennifer put on his plate. Then he moved own to her breasts which were still extremely tender from his homemade earlier assaults. 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