He wasn’t going to get his own godson in trouble.“Thanks, Uncle Dave,” said George with an affectionate smile.With that, Dave flattened himself ...out against the corner and let them proceed on their way.“Uncle Dave?” she asked with a hilariously puzzled look on her face.Once again, the conversation was briefly interrupted as they passed between “Pacific Mist” and “Pine Fern.”“He was the attendant on the Niagara Rainbow Mom and Dad met on,” George explained after entering the next car. “He helped. She has the green thumb, while I am a closet gourmet chef. It evolved into a ritual, usually Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays at 10:00AM, she would walk in from the deck after cutting across John and Joanie’s backyard, and I would have the coffee ready. It might sound boring, but without a doubt it’s a highlight of my quiet days. A typical day for me was pretty dull, which is exactly what I wanted. I get up with my wife, fix breakfast and see her off to her shop. The rest of the morning was. But I was also hoping those seams would hold together, just so she wouldn't be embarrassed. She also wore thick dark pantyhose underneath her skirt. And her pantyhose made a "zip-zip" sound whenever she walked or moved her thighs.Reverend Jenkins had passed away over a year ago. But the church still allowed her to keep her title and position as "First Lady of the Church". So she was still a prominent and highly respected member of the congregation. That's why she had to invite me over in. " "Perfect. I gotta ready for this next meeting, but I'll be at your place at seven sharp." At 6:00 I poke my head into his office and he looks up at me. "I'm leaving, now. I'll see you in an hour." "Alright, be safe," he says firmly and I nod. "Of course, I always am." I pick Lara up from her apartment at 6:25 and we head to a liquor store near my building. "Should we go with vodka, rum, or tequila?" "I dunno, babe. Just grab one," I say and walk around the small store. I grab an energy drink.