"Nuh uh." Eight shook his head. "He wouldn't do that. He seen I was upset an'... he wiped the tears outta my eyes."

"Really? Why would he do that? He hates you!...Doesn't he?" asked Seven.

"Sure, but like I said..." Randy VIII smiled again. "He's a good man."

Seven whistled, "You sure know how to pick 'em Baby Boy," he said.

"Don't I?" Randy VIII giggled, seeming quite pleased with himself.

"What if he never comes near you again now that you messed on 'im?" asked Seven.

Randy VIII laughed even more. "That'd make me kinda sad," he said truthfully.

"You might wanna curb your desired before you go seeing him," said Seven with a nod.

"All that'd do is wear me out, then he'd catch me and it'd happen all over again," snorted Eight.

"Well you can't keep makin' a mess on him every time you fight," said Seven.

"I don't normally... but it'd been so long this time, an' he was wrastlin' around on me. Aside from bein' horny, seem like he felt the same way I did," said Randy VIII.

Seven gave a chuckle, "You an him. Damn if you two don't end up in love...."

Randy VIII snorted and swatted him on the shoulder. "Yeah, right."

"You never know Baby Boy, he can't hate you forever, specially if he goes around wipin' your tears!" said Seven

"It was just a one-time thing," Eight insisted. "I told 'im what happened to Mother... He ain't have a good mother like we did, so maybe it just softened 'im up for the moment. 'S over now."

"I wouldn't be so sure....I mean, he might just be soft all together under all that sourpuss, you might see it again some day," said Seven.