“Pizza, Chinese, Chinese pizza, Tex-Mex, Indian?” I teased my very loving family.“Just use my cantina ... then you won’t owe a dime. Trust me....Your money’s no good with me, Jack,” Pilar winked at me.“Works for me. All of your staff are here, though,” I noted.“Yes, but we have lots of surplus food, and if you’ll let us, we’ll bring it here, heat it up, and serve it to you. It’s not the freshest, but I can ... compensate for that with some seasonings, spices, etc. Plus, it helps me just as it. "Oh, yes, please," I say, and when he hands it to me, I reach as far as Ican without getting up and drawing attention to my dress."Edna does come across terribly bossy," he says."Well..." I say, then pluck at the skirts of my dress, trying to make lightof the situation."She's got you wearing a dress, yes," he says.I blush, feeling another bout of self-consciousness."She is a bully, there's no getting around that," he continues, "I shouldknow, I've been married to her for almost thirty years.. Made her compound the mistake.“Well? He’s just so stupid!“ she said forcefully.Oddly enough, Amanda relaxed and sat back in her chair. She recognized that tone of voice. Sibling rivalry. She glanced at Beth, who had her eyes on her food, like she was trying not to get involved in the conversation.Charley tried to defuse a situation that really didn’t need to be diffused any more. Of course he didn’t know that. He was a man, and didn’t recognize those tones of voice.“Your brother is not a stupid. I fingered her hair as my tongue dipped into her mouth, now with a little more urgency. We knew we didn’t have long and we both wanted it so so much. I could feel her hand cupping my little breast, searching for my nipple that was now getting hard under the silky bra I was wearing. Steph’s breasts were just what I expected – larger than mine with beautiful nipples. I bent my head to take one in my mouth, nibbling and sucking on it to make it hard for me. My jeans fell to the floor easily and I.