The Inn was a very fancy name for a shabby downtown motel. It was obviously outside the downtown rehab area. It was headed toward oblivion, and should...be there in a few year. It was a good thing we got to town when we did, if we wanted to hang out there."So it's dinner at Elizabeth's Italian restaurant and then on to the Portland Inn's lounge," I suggested to Reggie."That Portland Inn looks pretty seedy. Are you sure that's a good idea?" she asked."You are the one who told me she wanted to see. "In the future if you wanted to bring a girl home and have sex... With protection of course!! You had better make sure you use a condom!! There would be no problems from me. I'm sure you'll deal with it, you are growing up and maturing all the time. I know I raised a great son"."The BEST SON!..... By the way look in my top drawer if you have run out of condoms mom" he laughs as Michelle kisses her son bye with Paul taking one last opportunity to hold his gorgeous mom by the waist as he plants. That morning and all that happened was just a vague memory. Well, maybe not vague, but they weren’t letting it get in the way of their relationship. Neither of us mentioned any of it and maybe that was for the best. After dinner, mother, father and Roby watched television until ten o’clock. Joly lay curled up on the sofa. Once, around nine, she brought Niru into the living room and nursed her. Roby will admit that it was difficult, but he managed to keep his focus on the television and not look. The driver drove past me and circled around before parking next to me. He rolled down his window and asked if I was Andy. I nodded and he told me his name was Frank.Frank seemed to be in his mid-fifties, which he had been honest about in his email, but certainly not as handsome as he had made himself out to be online. He smiled, shut off his car and got out. Instead of being tall and lean, he was actually rather short and portly. My dismay must have shown and he quickly said, “Sorry, I was just.