More of a 1960’s look than 70’s, but Dianna wasn’t complaining.The woman was staring at Dianna across the dance floor. When their eyes met the m...ystery woman sauntered forward, still meeting her gaze.Dianna swigged back the rest of her drink and placed it onto a table as she passed. She didn’t even notice that she had accidentally placed it on the edge of the table, and it teetered and fell to the carpeted floor. Dianna continued forward, oblivious.A half-hour later ... oh, I guess that’s now as. I briefly explained that this family was part of a group who were cousins to the Apaches that had adopted and raised me. They were not to be feared or mistreated in any way. Their customs and traditions were different from what the masons were used to, but they were people, nonetheless. I also told everyone that a few more Apache families might come in to talk to me while I was gone. If they had their families with them, they were to be offered the hospitality of the camp. If there were any. One moment she was standing there sweating and aching and the next moment she was on the bed with them and her mouth was on Eddie’s, her tongue playing with his while her left hand reached down and cupped his balls and squeezed them while Sondra continued to suck him. By the time she came up for air and glanced downward, her son was hard again and Sondra was raising up and then moving forward, but her motions didn’t carry her up onto him again. Instead she stopped just short of straddling him. On the corner of US1 and Dania Beach Boulevard and as decrepit and scary as it gets. I guess I took a room there because I was so beat down after scoring a total zero on my only two relationships that I was punishing myself. That stung. The place was as far down as one could get. I could not respond.“Sling your bag. You are coming home with me.”Bruce had a cute house in Dania. A three two with a two car garage and a very hot Ukrainan wife. I had seriously under judged him.Then his teen age kids.