“What is it?” Ryan said a little irritated. Still kneeling in only a little green thong and green matching thigh highs, he took the money and slipped it into his panties. “Yeah, it’ll be fun! They’ve even threatened firing me!” Jim said with disgust dripping out of his mouth like the beer he just brought back to his mouth. Ryan wasn’t good at fighting back, so he kept his mouth silent, until his dad through his head across the room causing him to roll over the floor and crash into the coffee table. The room was more or less spotless except for a plate and glass strewn about that their dad had left out the night before. He gave him a giant hug, and Riley was a big surprised, and a little embarrassed for Bruce at his show of emotion. It really was delicious, as fine as fine dining could be, but everything tasted strange and kind of bland in his mouth at the moment. He’d have to cancel his few regulars for the next couple days.
