I'm telling you it was hokey. I know that most of you are thinking that the guy asked for a Gazillion dollars, right. Not a million, not a billion, a ...fucking gazillion dollars, right. Enough money to buy your own country and buy enough people to live in your country too.But nope, the guy only wanted one thing. Stop me if you've seen this movie. All he wanted was to have a nice Christmas with his family, one more time. Like me, his family was scattered all over everywhere. They had their own. She smiled, leaned over, and her supple lips gently parted to allow him in. * * * * * The next day, Kara spent her productive energy on anything but that one journal. The more distracted she was, the better. Evening arrived before she knew it and she was forced to get up and turn on a few lights. Outside, she could already hear cars filling the street as people headed to the game. It wouldn’t be long before traffic was too congested to move through town, let alone down her street. Tonight’s. The two redheads glared at each other and Chad decided he’d better intervene quickly. “Clarence you and Sydney can have our table, we were just leaving.”Reina and Sydney said nothing to each other as Chad quickly ushered his wife out of an uncomfortable situation.“Let’s just go home, I’ve lost my appetite,” Reina said.Chad tried to decide the best way to handle this. He decided to try humor and hoped for the best. “Well, look at it this way,” he said, “at least we know Clarence will stop. I looked at my phone and saw a picture on my screen. ‘Good morning!’ were the words below the picture. I looked at the picture and to my surprise, it was a picture of Marsha standing in front of a mirror wearing a pair of pink panties and a tight pink shirt, hugging against her body. I could not help but smile and feel my groin stir again. It was going to be a great day indeed. There was an extra pep in my step as I walked across campus to my first class. I looked at the picture several times.