” “But the forbidden element is what you love, isn’t it Janet?” he asked me. All I could do was nod my head and stare into his dark eyes. Dere... seemed to be able to read me very well. Everything he said about me was true, and whenever he was able to state facts about me, or my desires and wishes, all I could do was just sit there dumbfounded, wondering whether he was good at guessing, or if he really could read my mind and my darkest, deepest fantasies. “It’s exciting to you, isn’t it?” he. ” Five years before, on her fiftieth birthday,Connie had turned over the control of the threeD’Angelo restaurants to her c******n. In addition toStephen, she had a second son named Peter who wasnow 35. Her daughter Angela had just turned 31. Aside from Jenny’s mother, Connie was morethan pleased with her c******n’s marriages. Each ofher c******n had been given a share in their ownrestaurant as well as operational control. Connie ofcourse retained majority control of. Such exotic bread stuffs weren't available when I was a child (except maybe in that bakery in the snooty mall on the north side of town that we didn't go to)I didn't let the fact that it wasn't quite the same slow me down. I consumed many of them of the next few years. I yearned to share the experience with my soul mate, however. So I started tinkering. What resulted, after two or three generations, was "The sandwich of insane greatness". It also started a chain of events that I would have. I put my arm around N and she laid her head on my shoulder. I unbuttoned two more buttons on her red dress and fondled her right breast. She moaned and looked up for a kiss. As I gently massaged her now pert nipple, she turned toward me giving me better access to her breast. N’s groans and sighs had our other theater occupant looking back occasionally. During an unusually long stare, I beckoned with my right index finger– which was out of N’s sight—inviting him to join us. After.