Goldman was in the twilight zone. He had to be. Some big haired, big nosed asshole had the nerve to call his woman names – put his hands on her. And she was pregnant. Shit, she was pregnant!What the fuck! Goldman rapidly blinked his eyes as he looked at Patty. Shit. Pregnant. Fuck. How did this happen? Shit. On the last blink, Patty was gone. Where did she go? Jackie, Jodi, and Gabriella were like a blur going by. Where were they going? “Snap out of it, Goldman!” Carter yelled and walked off. Goldman heard him, but he really couldn’t move. He was too busy thinking. If Patty was pregnant, that meant he was going to be a father. He didn’t know anything about that shit. That kind of shit was for middle aged men with limp dicks. Wasn’t it? “Who won the pool?” someone asked. Pool? “There’s still hope. Let’s just wait,” a guy said. “The side bets are still on.” “I got twenty dollars
Patty laid on her side on the bed in a hotel room at Garvey’s. What a fucking disaster. All she had wanted to do was celebrate Gabriella and Billy’s engagement and have fun tonight. That damn Sammy just had to show up and ruin everything. And if that wasn’t bad enough, Goldman heard about her pregnancy in a bar room full of people. No, correction. He had heard she was knocked-up in a bar room full of people. Patty closed her eyes. Was he angry with her? Did he leave? Where was he?Patty didn’t know what else to do but grab her things off the bar and run out into the hotel lobby. She had run past Barb in the reception area and into the lobby bathroom. Jackie, Jodi, and Gabriella hadn’t been far behind. They had talked to her through the stall door as she had cried.They had finally gotten Patty to stop crying long enough to come out of the stall. They had assured her everything would be all right, but Patty wasn’t sure. Goldman had looked at her like she turned into another person righ
Mr. Goldman unlocked Sammy’s car door on the driver’s side. Nick and Goldman slammed Sammy’s body against the back door.Goldman grabbed Sammy under his chin. Sammy’s right eye was closed. Both of his cheeks were bruised, his lip was split, and his nose was a bloody mess. It looked like it was broken. Nick wouldn’t be surprised if it was. He had spit out two teeth during his lesson.“Can you hear me, Sammy?” Goldman asked like he was having a casual conversation with someone on the street.Sammy’s mouth opened. He gurgled something.“Best not to talk. Just shake your head when I ask you a question, okay?” Goldman said.Sammy nodded in Goldman’s hold.“You are not to come to this bar or this town ever again. Do you understand?” Goldman asked.Sammy nodded.“You will definitely stay away from Patty,” Goldman stated. “Do you understand?”Sammy nodded as blood dripped out of his mouth.“That’s good, Sammy,” Goldman said and got closer to his face. “Because if I, my father, my friends, the
His mother entered the bathroom like she was walking into a fast food restaurant. Was there something wrong with Patty? Goldman pressed the wash cloth wrapped in ice on the knuckles of his right hand.“Get the hell out of here, Alice,” his father said as he washed Goldman’s back. “This is the men’s john.”“I know that,” she said. “No one in here has anything I haven’t seen before.”The general’s eyebrow arched up as he smirked. It looked like he was about to say something, but he stopped himself. He took a sip of his beer.His mother looked down at the laundry bag. “I take it these are dirty clothes,” she said, picking up the bag.“Not sure if you can get those stains out, Mom,” Goldman said flatly.She smirked. “I’ve spent half my life getting stains out of your father and your brothers’ clothes – and yours. I’m sure I can pull it off.”“How’s Patty? Where is she?” Goldman asked.His mother approached him with the laundry bag in hand. She raised her free hand and caressed the pad of
Patty knew he would be surprised, but she didn’t think he’d turn stupid on her. How else could she say it? “Yes, there are two babies in there,” she said as she looked at his finger pointing at her stomach. Goldman slowly lowered his hand. “How the hell did that happen? Twins don’t run in my family.” Patty smiled. That was the exact same thing she had said when Dr. Johanson told her. “They don’t run in mine either, and I told the doctor that.” “What the fuck did she say?” Goldman asked with wide eyes. “Well,” Patty said bashfully. “Apparently, twins can be conceived if the parents have sex more than once within a twenty-four hour period.” Goldman was quiet for a moment. Patty was shocked when he burst out laughing. His laughter subsided enough to speak. “Well, I guess we better count ourselves lucky.” “Oh?” “Yeah,” he said with a big grin. “If Dr. Johanson is right a
A few months later . . . Juan Garvey sat in the Garvey’s bar with his twin cousins Jackie and Jodi. He had just made them an offer that they couldn’t refuse. “We’ll need a few days to think about it,” Jackie said and placed her hand on her grown belly. “A few days?” Jodi chimed. “How about, no.” “You girls can’t run this place anymore . . . not as is and if you change Garvey’s back to a boring bar and hotel business will nose dive. There isn’t anything here to attract tourist other than the good ole Orgy Bar,” he said with a half smirk. The twins were both pregnant and married now. They couldn’t be orgy hostesses and mothers. Even the wild clientele of Garvey’s would turn their noses up at two women who hosted orgies who had kids at home. Plus, Juan’s future cousins deserved to have a future with a clean slate. “This is a big decision,” Jodi said as she frowned. “It’s a good offer. You won’
She sat and watched her favorite old movie, Grease, on her friendly living room couch. But, something was different about the sleepover scene. Instead of seeing Olivia Newton John, she saw – herself. Yet, the girls were calling her Sandy. Then, she left the room. Rizzo started to sing, making fun of her blond hair and her inexperience. She gasped. The song blared in her ears, yet, it wasn’t the same lyrics. Sweet little thing doesn’t drink Couldn’t even if she could anyway Too much of a wuss to fight a little puss. She can’t, she’s a hopeless lay! So lousy in bed that she can’t keep up with the dead! She can’t, she sucks that bad! Can’t suck a rock much less a cock! Look at that cheesy mouth she got! Such a mouse that she lost a man to the town souse! “Shut up! Shut up!” she screamed as she sat up in her bed. Her skin was hot, her stomach churned with fur
Mindy had gotten back home around five. The Uber driver even helped her with her bags. Cindy wasn’t home, yet. Mindy paid the driver and gave him a fifteen-dollar tip since he had to drive her an hour out of his way. She carried her bags upstairs to her bedroom. She hoped her father wouldn’t be upset with her. Then again, he did say not to go over a thousand dollars. I didn’t, but I did end up spending nine-hundred and thirty-two dollars. Mindy felt a little guilty about spending that much money that wasn’t hers, but she saw so many terrific things. New stuff for her new look - no, new life. But, it wasn’t all clothes. During her return trip to the mall, she had gone into a department store. She was just going to see what kind of jewelry they had on sale, but the linens had caught her eye. When she had slept with Matthew Kirby the first time, she had been slightly embarrassed by her bedroom. It still looked like a little girl’s room. Pi