This is how she thanks me?” Then I heard a sniffle. I looked over, and Dion was wispy eyed. “I did everything for her, everything I could.” “Y...u’re a good man,” I told him.“I tried so hard,” Dion said before he turned his face away.“He’s gets weepy when he drinks. I’ve got some cold water bottles out in the garage, I’ll be right back,” Mr. Chapman said, leaving the room to do just that. I scooted over on the couch and sat next to Dion, putting my hand on his back. “It’s OK, she did you wrong.. I sense a tingling emanating from my skin, primarily between my legs and at my breasts. I savor the sensation, lost in the moment. A door has opened; do I dare explore? With no one other than Tommy would I feel safe to explore what is happening to me.Slowly, I turn over to face Tommy. I look deep into his eyes. I become aware of a change in our breathing, deeper and more urgent. I raise my hand and touch his cheek. It is so hot, yet I know he isn't sick. I silently and gently explore his face. It took me a good two minutes to get myself under control. I motioned him to go inside. He had on a white golf shirt like his InTime shirt, with no logo. The collar was turned up for God’s sake. His brand new jeans were pre-faded and carefully pre-torn. To get a pair of normally-colored jeans this faded he would have had to buy them before his bar mitzvah. He finished off the look with a pair of tan, Steve Madden flip flops with an almost squared-off toe. All he needed was an imported beer in. It still looked like a section of wall, and not the container for all of the firearms in the house. I might devise a hidden lock on the door so that when little John began getting curious, he doesn't stumble onto it.We dressed and went to church. We sat with our growing group of friends. It's funny to see the road crew dressed in dressier clothes. They did clean up nice. Marita was sitting next to Jet, hugging his arm, and I noticed that Karen had sat next to Marita, and Jimmy somehow found an.