Do you want me to give you a quickie before she comes down for supper?" I tried to undo his pants. I wondered if he'd let me, the bastard."You know wh...t? I think I saw Teddy go into the bathroom a while ago. Maybe she's sick. You should go check on her," he made a believable excuse to get away. After hearing that, how could I not go and check on my poor sister.As expected, she was sitting on the toilet in the downstairs bathroom. Her face was red and she was grunting as her stomach muscles. "I'll get us tickets soon as I'm offthe phone." I expect warm beer and cold hot dogs too!" Of course," Dr. Peters chuckled. "The game would not be the same withoutthose." Give me a couple hours to make the travel arrangements." Henry soundedexcited.*****The short oriental man pulled the wrapping away and took a large bite outof the hot dog contained within. "Mmmm ambrosia!" he mumbled, relishingthe taste of the lukewarm braves dog. Dr. Peters chuckled, looking overat his friend who had five. ” The first thing my mind said was Reef wants sex on the table? I thought WTF! Wow that is a long time. Then he began rambling about friends wanting him to hook up with single, divorced, or widowed women, which he clearly stated, “I am not looking for someone to love. I have my wife that I love. I also do not want someone who might want to love me, because I cannot and will not return it!”It was an honorable thing to say, even if he was hammered, but I figured he must have meant it because he. It was the one fringe benefit of his secret weekends, she was free to leave when she was done answering mail. Jennifer sat with her lunch, a small chef’s salad, and finished printing the responses, and customizing the pictures, putting them in envelopes to be mailed out Monday. She put her computer to sleep, and standing headed for the front door slinging her purse over her left shoulder. Just as she passed the library, she stepped inside, wondering what she had missed, what had she just not.