" It was nearly closing time anyway so we downed our drinks and as pissed as newts we hopped into Goodies old Falcon ute and took the backroad to h...s house. Goodie lived in a huge 4 bedroom home that was completely empty except for a crappy lounge, his stereo, a TV, his and his girls bed and a foam mattress in one of the bedrooms for the occasional drunken guest. We marched in and I grabbed a few more drinks from the fridge while Goodie got his bong out and packed a few cones. Maria had put. You need more horses. We have lots of hay." How are you doing this winter, Mr. Jacobs? I haven't seen you out at all," I said."You don't know, do you?" he said. "I thought you were just coming late to offer your sympathy." He turned to look at me for the first time. His eyes looked sunken."What's wrong, Mr. Jacobs. Are you okay?" I don't know what made me do it, but I went and knelt by his chair and reached for his hand. His grip was like a vise."I'm sixty-nine years old, Brian. My son would. I know I would be her number one fan even if that sounds kind of sick to some of you. Don’t judge me until you’ve seen what I’ve seen.I could see Rick was growing tired of the prep work and wanted to get down to business. “Mom, I’m going to start to push. I’ll go slowly at first. Just relax” She nodded and patiently waited for Rick to start.It was silent in the basement as everyone waited for the big moment to happen. Rick had his left hand squarely on her lower back while he used his right to. "You can change in the bathroom, if you want. I'm going to get into mine right now, then open a bottle of wine to go with the popcorn."Shavon beamed. "It feels like a high school slumber party."In a few minutes they joined one another in Laura's living room in their pajamas. Laura opened the wine, and they popped the popcorn together in the kitchen. Laura had started many a romance in this kitchen, in similar circumstances, but she restrained herself from trying anything with Shavon. If it.