Hermia sat there with her arms crossed. We all watched her.
“What is this!? Where are the men? Madison!” She looked around the very nice sit down restaurant.
“It’s a nice place we all can enjoy.” Madison said.
“I didn’t expect much, but I expected more.” Hermia said to her.
“Hermie, you know I’m pregnant and most of us are underaged.” She said.
“Not underaged enough to hire a stripper!” Her voice was loud and people looked over.
“Hermia!” Camille said in disbelief.
“I’m sorry mom! James was out there getting plastered and kissed by strippers! I’m going to rub it in his face by…” she picked up her menu. “Having a shrimp carbonara? Come on!” She tossed the menu. “The rest of you here, your husband’s attended the stripper fest and not a single one of one are mad?” She asked and we
