" Beatrice was draped over the center console and I had my hand under her blouse mauling a tit."Like I said, Alan -- it's a woman thing. They cry when...they're sad and they cry when they're happy and it's confusing to us guys." Yeah." I watched Alan nod in agreement in the rearview mirror. After a moment, he added, "I hope they hurry. I'm hungry."Beatrice insisted that we take the food home to eat it -- and since she knew thirty-seven times what I did about child rearing, I didn't argue. Hot. Debbie paused longer than usual after hearing that. I swore I heard an envious sigh during the brief interlude. She was glad her recommendation worked out and that I'd have to let her know what I bought. I sensed she wasn't telling me something, but I let it drop. We made plans for lunch the following week then said our goodbyes.Friday finally rolled around. I was nervous most of the morning anticipating my encounter with Giselle. I thought of all the different ways to approach her regarding my. More

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