"I don't know Dude," was what I thought I was hearing my son Robert saying, followed by something about someone being hot, I think."I don't deny it, M...an," I heard Andy reply. "But yours is damn hot too."The boys were sitting in our living room, and apparently they hadn't heard me come in the house, just like I hadn't heard them the past Monday afternoon."You don't mind that I think about your mom that way?" Robert asked."Hell no. Like I said, I think my mom is awesome looking. But how could I. Dr. Weller led me to Keith’s table. Nancy formally introduced the two of us and we shook hands. ‘Hello there,’ He said. ‘Dr. Miller told me a little about you.’ I could tell he was gay from his lisp and mannerisms (not that I had a problem with a person’s sexual orientation). We talked for a long while. He told me about how he was a struggling artist in his time. His financial troubles were the main reason he chose to freeze himself. I explained to him that my reason for doing it was similar to. The other couple was done dining and had swung around in their chairs to watch us. I couldn't believe that they had not complained to management or confronted my Mistress until I noticed that the male had a cellphone pointed at us and appeared to be taking pictures.I saw a pair of men's shoes approach the table. "A thousand pardons, Ms. Chanticleer, but this was not part of our agreement." I heard a voice say. It sounded like the Manager, Luis, who had seated us."You silly faggot, of course it. Immaculate dark hair framed her face contains the brightest smile, all the boys were consumed with her breasts. Her friend was almost the polar opposite. A petite yet Shapley blonde that could only be described as a quentisential California girl with long flowing locks and striking blue eyes that screamed "trouble within". We talked for a while as the drinks continued to flow, suddenly this gorgeous blonde is on my shoulder, she gently whispered in my ear " I need to get out of here, come with.