‘Her?’ she mouthed. I nodded. Britney tapped Jess on the shoulder. Jess jumped, momentarily startled.“Yes?”“Sorry, Miss, but that gentleman ...s your husband, he said?” she asked. Jess’ eyes widened in surprise, probably because it was supposed to be kept on the down-low, but she nodded.“Would you mind if I took him to one of the lap dance areas?” She pointed toward a partition off to the side of the room that blocked a series of chairs with curtains.Jess followed her finger, blinked, then turned. It was for Lisa, as it turned, and it was her father."Daddy? What is it?" Lisa asked her, bracing herself for what she knew was coming, of course."Oh, very sorry, Dad. Do you need anything? Wow ... I can only imagine how much that hurts. Yeah, I know, if Dan did that to me, I'd deserve it, but it will kill me. Ouch ... Mr. Kimble, huh? Amber's father. How must her mother feel, too? This has to be devastating to her, too. Oh, Daddy, I wish that there was something that I could tell you. You've. More

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