It was but she was cool about it." I looked down at my emptysandwich wrapper. Megan seemed to be interrogating me."Do you want to see a movie sometime...? There's a couple here I would liketo see." You mean today?" I would but I have to meet my mom soon." Sure. I'll have to ask my mom but yeah, I would love to."Megan looked at her watch then looked across the food court. I followedher gaze to the table at which Julie and my grandmother were sitting. Ihadn't even noticed them before now. I never. You should know that!"Judy did know it. She wasn't really all that mad at Mike, but was enjoying making him sweat. She decided to make him jealous, too. "Yeah, and I had to put up with Harry and his roamin' hands and Russian fingers," she grumbled."Harry!" Mike exploded. "You didn't do anything with him, did you?"Judy coyly kept her back turned. She folded her arms under her breasts and hunched her shoulders sensuously. "Of course I did," she purred sexily, knowing it would both infuriate her. ’ Megan said no one was called Fenton and he said, ‘I wish you could have told my mommy that Megan.’ ‘My mommy’s name is Jen and some people call her Jennifer.’ ‘I bet she is pretty.’ Megan laughed and said, ‘How did you know that?’ ‘You and your sister are pretty. That’s how I knew.’ ‘Do you kiss mommies?’ ‘Sometimes. Well I must go. I am going to live in that house over there.’ ‘You can’t. It has been sold.’ ‘Yes Megan but I paid lots of money for it and now it’s my house.’ ‘You’re lucky.. “Let’s go home,” she said, leaning her full weight against me.It was then that I noticed her breasts were not pushed up and perky like they had been. She wasn’t wearing a bra. I looked down and saw her bra shoved in her purse. And, worst of all, I suppose, I saw those same black, lacey cheeky panties, that Mr. Beerpong’s fingers had brushed against twenty minutes earlier, balled up in there too.My heart sank. But the deepest depth hadn’t been reached. That happened when I saw a glistening.