She looked same as her mom.She came and sat with me and started talking to me about her mom. She said that now days mom seems to very happy and she wi...l be always outside the house most of the time. She straight away as me are you both dating each other? I told her yes we are. She continued her questions. From how long? Till how far you have been? I told her truth completely. She asked one question which made me shocked. Your interested in elder women that too married why you don’t like girls. The crowd took sides.“MEI WEN! MEI WEN! MEI WEN!” half cheered.“IMMACULADA! IMMACULADA! IMMACULDA!” roared the other half back.I just wanted them to stop fighting before—“Fuck!” I gasped, another knee gouging into my poor belly. “Stop that! You don't have to fight over my cock!”They didn't listen.“This dick is mine, puta!” Immaculada snarled.“Over my dead body, gōng gòng qì chē!” Mei Wen snarled then she said something in her musical language. Chinese?The tone conveyed meaning.Immaculada. “Do you think my boobs are bigger?” she asked.I burst out laughing as she pushed her arms together to make them look bigger. This was one topic of conversation I was willing to indulge in. Soon both Tracy and Brook had me distracted. I would file this conversation away for another day. Today we had a baseball game to enjoy!We arrived at Wrigley Field just before four o’clock. The parking lot on Sheffield Avenue charged me eighty bucks to park for the game. That was highway robbery. We found the. “Yeah, but you’re not my sister. And you’re gorgeous.”Henry had by now reached Patti’s side and nodded at the other two. “That’s one reason we don’t date,” he told her, “guys just can’t handle how she looks. But she’s right, she’s no prettier than you are.”“It’s something else, I guess,” Patti told him. “She’s got something else that sort of shines out. I guess I’d say you’re right, bit by bit she’s no prettier, but somehow she puts it together differently. And she knows it, and it doesn’t make.