Stretching to my limit I managed to get a hold of it with just two of my straining finger tips. I pulled it to me realizing that it was a small photo ...album. Strange! It should have been with the other albums on a lower shelf of the bookcase in Dad's den.Using a paper towel I wiped the dust off of the red leather album. I couldn't remember ever seeing this particular album, but a slight shudder swept my body as I had an inkling of what it held.I sat on a spot clear of the stacked clothes on my. She had a long raincoat type coat on. She walked over the table I was sitting it, we pecked each other on the cheek. She started to undo her coat when I sked her what drink she wanted. She just wanted a soft drink to start with. As she undid her coat my mouth hit the floor. She was a real stunner. She had on a little black dress, black tights and heels. Her dress was one of those lacy sorts that finished a little way above the knee. I brought her drink back form the bar and we got chatting. I. After that I went home to break the news. “I'm sorry sis, I guess I'm just not a matchmaker I guess,” Brad said. “It's alright. I don't get why he waited until the food came, he knew what I ordered and I really thought he was like just a fitness guy, but no, he's the 'V' word that doesn't like-, I'm sorry, I'm starting to rant. What are you watching?” I asked. “Knocked up,” Brad replied. “Really, I had no idea you like that movie,” I said. “I've always liked it, and back there I have extra. We talked about pretty much every possible issue.”“You didn’t write about any concerns about you being married.”“She didn’t raise the issue beforehand, though I knew she knew. Remember my take on that - so long as the young woman in question has her eyes wide open, I won’t make an issue of it. I did with Magda because SHE made an issue of it. The same was true with Sari. And it is the very reason Melissa and I never got to that point and never will.”“So what do you think?”“Actually, I want to.