Each Friday Stallions and Studs held a barbeque and dance as a kind of farewell party for the departing guests. While only Alan, John, and Mark would be leaving, the tradition would still be followed.
Rio stood on the deck of the pool. Outdoor grills were set up. The sizzling sound and smell of beef being cooked filled the evening air. Long tables laden with corn on the cob, salads, fried potatoes, and other foods sat alongside the grills. The portable bar was serving drinks and a DJ played country music through the pool-side speaker system.
Rio looked around the group of men, both staff and guests who’d gathered for the occasion. Where was Mark and his friends? The barbeque had started a half hour ago. Rio was getting nervous. He’d rehearsed his speech a dozen times, letting Mark know h
