As if to agree, my dick seems to swell even further, its size and urgency now pulling my pants away from body. “Fine”, I say exasperatedly, as I f...llow it to my bed. In retrospect, I will tell myself that she was never as beautiful as I remember. Though, as I close my eyes and wrap my hand around my swollen member, she begins to appear before me, arranged in the most beautiful finery. Her eyes pop out from the darkness, and that subtle smile forms like a Cheshire cat emerging from its place. "Drink up, man!" That guy over there." The Boz gestured with his beer."Brian Hades," I said. "He's on the football team with me." He's gonna get his ass kicked if Mikey sees him," Wade shrugged."Mikey Thurmond?" I rubbed my cap back and forth over my head. Thurmond was the varsity quarterback and everybody figured he'd get a scholarship to play football at U-Dub or someplace. He was really good."Yeah, that's his girlfriend there," he nodded."She's hot though!" The Boz almost laughed. "It'd be. You don’t have to say mister.’ I shrugged my shoulders starting to dig into my rice, plátanos and chicken. ‘I mean, you’re close to my age, right? And… well ‘mister’ Gene just sounds like my old bald father…’ I couldn’t stop from chuckling at that point. ‘I’m only thirty-one after all.’ Milena was suppressing a grin as she ate her own meal. ‘Okay, mister… old man Gene,’ she broke down into that beautiful laugh of hers. Taking a moment to calm herself, she wiped a tear from the side of her eye.. The foyer of the church was small and I could her the sounds of Rachel playing in the other room. She couldn’t hit the high note in what she was playing and I heard an angry scream. Her lip must be going out and I’m not sure if that is a good thing or a very bad thing. She does jump at every opportunity to use the chapel so the chances of her being too mad to eat are on the rise. In front of the alter Rachel was leaning back and trying so hard to fight her failing lip she turned bright red but.