The Truth Will Out

"Esther, you cannot lie to me. Sit there and answer my questions."

Esther wanted to climb out of her cheap rubber pool, but had to sit there. "Look, will..."

"You don't talk to me unless you're answering my questions. Did you ever cheat on me when we were dating?"

"Yes."

"Bitch. How many times?"

"Twice."

"With Matt?"

"Once with Matt."

"Did he know you were dating me?"

"No."

"Who was the other?"

"Randall London."

"Don't know him. Who was he?"

"A frat boy I hooked up with one night when you were out of town."

"Did anyone know you were cheating on me?"

"Yes."

"Who?"

"My mom and Julie."

George knew Julie was Esther's best friend.

"Did they tell you to stop?"

"No."

"What did they say about it?"

"Don't get caught."

"Bitches."

"Esther, you have a shift coming up. You need to get ready for it. No one will believe anything you say about me, and you won't talk about me. Get going."

Esther got up, found she could say anything to George, and went inside her trailer. George noticed her new tramp stamp tattoo that had an eye, a heart, and a rooster: code for I love cock

George made sure all of her clothes, other than her stripper wear, was cheap, discount store clothes. He then thought of Esther's mom. She was a total MILF, and thanks to plastic surgery, looked ten years younger than she was:

He then thought about Julie:

Both women knew he was being cucked, neither said a word to him about it, nor did either seem to think what Esther was doing was wrong.