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lap straddling him. She could not contain herself. Philomena would never cheat on Artie, but she sure as hell wasn’t opposed to having a little fun. Philomena was letting her wild side show.
“Next time, no tequila or martinis for that woman,” said Holly with wide eyes.
Matt picked Philomena up with her legs wrapped around his bare ass as he continued dancing and dry humping everything in sight. As Sloane suffered in her mortification, Holly snapped at least three dozen photographs. While Philomena would never remember this in the morning, they had the pictures to prove what a wild animal she could be with a couple of drinks in her system.
“Your father is a very lucky man,” said Holly, as she doubled over in laughter. Tears streamed down Holly’s face from laughing so hard, and finally Sloane gave in and fell on her side as painful laughter broke from her lungs.
Philomena would never live this night down.
***
“Bear…” mumbled Arthur looking out the window.
“What? You’re speaking nonsense now…” said Marv as he moved his knight to take out Artie’s queen.
“Bear!” Arthur yelled again.
“Bear?” Marv asked, unsure if he heard Artie correctly.
“Bear! There is a bear outside!”
“Calm down, it will be okay…” said Luke nonchalantly.
“Where is my camera?!” Artie shouted.
“No, Art… You’re not going outside…” said Brant.
“I must get a picture. No one will ever believe me!”
“I’ll vouch for you. Sit your ass down!” Marv yelled.
The bear pressed his nose up to the glass and fogged up the window.
“I think he’s hungry! Open the window and give him some chicken!”
“Hell, no!” yelled Luke. “How many beers did he have?!”
Arthur jumped up from his chair to look for his camera. He was amazed that the bear would just approach the window like that.
“I think he likes me!” yelled Arthur, drunk as hell.
“He likes the way you’ll taste,” assured Brant.
“He looks friendly…” Artie said, giving Brant a happy smile.
“Oh, yeah… Friendly. His razor sharp teeth look very… cuddly and non-threatening,” said Luke sarcastically.
“This dude has gone off his rocker,” quipped Brant as he took another swig of his beer.
“No wonder Philomena doesn’t let him drink. He gets insane,” said Luke wide-eyed.
Finally, Arthur found his camera and tried to open the window but when Brant ran over and stopped him, he stumbled to the front door instead. Luke couldn’t catch him fast enough. Arthur was outside with his professional camera snapping away, irritating the bear even further.
“Get him inside!” yelled Luke.
Brant ran outside to find Arthur hysterically laughing on the porch. The bear was on his hind legs over him.
“I can’t wait to show this to the fellas at the dealership!”
The bear snarled over top of him, looking as if she was about to eat Arthur alive. Brant’s eyes went wide at the sight. Luke bolted to the door and immediately grabbed Sloane’s father around his chest and pulled him inside.
“Brant! Get in!”
Brant slammed the door shut just in time. The bear pounced on the spot where Arthur was standing just moments before.
“What the hell is wrong with you?!” Luke screamed at Arthur. “Are you trying to get yourself killed?!”
Arthur laughed, “Where’s your sense of adventure, boys?! I bet I have some awesome pictures on this roll…”
The bear stood outside the glass door growling and howling for his meal to come back. She swiped at the door, rattling the glass. Finally, after about ten minutes the bear gave up and wandered away deeper into the forest where she would try to find something more delicious than Arthur to eat.
Chapter Ten
The Morning After
Arthur woke up with a splitting headache the next morning. He looked at his watch and scoffed when it said 11:35 A.M. He never slept that late. Putting his plaid slippers on, he drug himself out of bed and wandered into the living room where
“Next time, no tequila or martinis for that woman,” said Holly with wide eyes.
Matt picked Philomena up with her legs wrapped around his bare ass as he continued dancing and dry humping everything in sight. As Sloane suffered in her mortification, Holly snapped at least three dozen photographs. While Philomena would never remember this in the morning, they had the pictures to prove what a wild animal she could be with a couple of drinks in her system.
“Your father is a very lucky man,” said Holly, as she doubled over in laughter. Tears streamed down Holly’s face from laughing so hard, and finally Sloane gave in and fell on her side as painful laughter broke from her lungs.
Philomena would never live this night down.
***
“Bear…” mumbled Arthur looking out the window.
“What? You’re speaking nonsense now…” said Marv as he moved his knight to take out Artie’s queen.
“Bear!” Arthur yelled again.
“Bear?” Marv asked, unsure if he heard Artie correctly.
“Bear! There is a bear outside!”
“Calm down, it will be okay…” said Luke nonchalantly.
“Where is my camera?!” Artie shouted.
“No, Art… You’re not going outside…” said Brant.
“I must get a picture. No one will ever believe me!”
“I’ll vouch for you. Sit your ass down!” Marv yelled.
The bear pressed his nose up to the glass and fogged up the window.
“I think he’s hungry! Open the window and give him some chicken!”
“Hell, no!” yelled Luke. “How many beers did he have?!”
Arthur jumped up from his chair to look for his camera. He was amazed that the bear would just approach the window like that.
“I think he likes me!” yelled Arthur, drunk as hell.
“He likes the way you’ll taste,” assured Brant.
“He looks friendly…” Artie said, giving Brant a happy smile.
“Oh, yeah… Friendly. His razor sharp teeth look very… cuddly and non-threatening,” said Luke sarcastically.
“This dude has gone off his rocker,” quipped Brant as he took another swig of his beer.
“No wonder Philomena doesn’t let him drink. He gets insane,” said Luke wide-eyed.
Finally, Arthur found his camera and tried to open the window but when Brant ran over and stopped him, he stumbled to the front door instead. Luke couldn’t catch him fast enough. Arthur was outside with his professional camera snapping away, irritating the bear even further.
“Get him inside!” yelled Luke.
Brant ran outside to find Arthur hysterically laughing on the porch. The bear was on his hind legs over him.
“I can’t wait to show this to the fellas at the dealership!”
The bear snarled over top of him, looking as if she was about to eat Arthur alive. Brant’s eyes went wide at the sight. Luke bolted to the door and immediately grabbed Sloane’s father around his chest and pulled him inside.
“Brant! Get in!”
Brant slammed the door shut just in time. The bear pounced on the spot where Arthur was standing just moments before.
“What the hell is wrong with you?!” Luke screamed at Arthur. “Are you trying to get yourself killed?!”
Arthur laughed, “Where’s your sense of adventure, boys?! I bet I have some awesome pictures on this roll…”
The bear stood outside the glass door growling and howling for his meal to come back. She swiped at the door, rattling the glass. Finally, after about ten minutes the bear gave up and wandered away deeper into the forest where she would try to find something more delicious than Arthur to eat.
Chapter Ten
The Morning After
Arthur woke up with a splitting headache the next morning. He looked at his watch and scoffed when it said 11:35 A.M. He never slept that late. Putting his plaid slippers on, he drug himself out of bed and wandered into the living room where
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