Chapter 28 - Mark

Casper wiggles in my lap and looks at the women coming to the table. Confusion swirls around on his cute little face. I turn towards the women, and my mouth nearly hits the floor. These women are clearly visitors and don’t think anything about showing some skin. Their skirts are extremely short, and their tops are skintight. There is nothing left to the imagination.

Unfortunately, if they think they will get some reaction out of us, they are sorrily mistaken. Gagging. Maybe. Anything else, no.

I turn my son’s face away and whisper, “Don’t look at them, son.”

He doesn’t fight and turns his attention back to the others at the table.

I don’t know what these women are planning on doing, but a part of me can’t wait to see what kind of show they do. Glancing around the table, I look at mom and Brenda, who to my surprise are looking at me and oblivious to the impending trouble. I subtly motion head to the side towards the approaching group. My mom’s focus darts towards them, an