“Wow, I…I don’t know I love it and I can’t imagine not even asking once in six years,” I told her.“Shelly takes it up her ass for you then..., I assume?” she grinned nervously at me.“Look at the filthy mouth on you,” I teased her. “Yeah, all the time, it hurts after we do it though so I usually have to wait a week or so before I stick it up there again.”“Yeah, most of the time Mark is satisfied with a blowjob since he hates wearing condoms or pulling out. We really don’t have sex all that. And why is your Dad spreading such rumors about my business partner?”“Dad said he and GRANDPA were business partners.”“That’s right Corey but he’s my business partner now. I’ll ask him to come to the game with me. I bet he would enjoy it. We’ve been friends for years.”“Sounds great Grandma. I’m excited that you’re coming to the game. The Lobos is a fabulous team ... but the Titans are better heh-heh-heh. Lee Wilhelm will love seeing there too Gram.”“I’d love for you to spend the weekend with. She reached forward and gently took my hand, kissing it. Too stunned and fragile, I did not resist. “You suffer because you want to experience that with me, because you are physically attracted to me. And yet, your outdated and archaic sense of morality, is so strong, you fear that you are betraying me as a woman, as a friend.” She knew. God help me, she knew. It was like schizophrenia in reverse, a chattering, coldly contemptuous voice urging caution in my dealings with finally and abruptly. The light turned ... we crossed ... looking both ways ... light runners are not unknown. We walked past the Corner Cafe, the Western Auto store ... the WA has a nice looking military rifle in the window with a price tag that read $17.50+ tax ... with ammunition. We passed a dentist, a bail bondsman and a couple of hallways leading to apartments over the stores. We turned into Pappas' Sweet Shop. They made candy ... the best chocolate in the central part of the state. George knew us."Hello.