’ Demetri would be hard pressed in finding anyone to get his mind off of things the way George could and with little or no prompting he related the ...ollowing experience, much to Demetri’s amusement: I decided to join a church group called Single Parents with Children, thinking I might meet someone nice. It was a few Saturdays ago and we were supposed to go picnicking in the country. I brought two huge tubs of potato salad holding one under each arm. Everyone was supposed to bring something,. Made by ‘yours truly’ and then, along with the other patrons. Got their stuff together and prepared to leave. R, called me over and gave me a very…platonic-hug. No kiss on the cheek, no grabbing my ass, or crotch. I had thought she had changed her mind about us and was about to say something. When I felt her hand slide around to my ass and something went into my back-pocket. “That’s my key. I’ll see you in about 20mins to a half-hour, yeah?” she said looking at me with a sly smile on her face.. Her makeup was perfect: cherry red lips and smoky eyelid shadows over her star blue eyes. Her full wavy hair fell over her shoulders in cascades that reached her mid back. She was the definition of voluptuous: large pushed up cleavage, fine rounded hips and lithe arms ending in manicured nails. Fallston recognized her as the celebrity model on all the lingerie store’s advertisements. Fallston stared until Debra coughed an ‘ahem’ that got Fallston and the model’s attention. ‘Debra! How are you?. I considered throwing a party but I knew deep down how that would turn out. The cool kids would show up, get drunk, trash my house and ignore me at my own party. And the next day I would still be a social pariah. So I was trying to think outside the box. Now every family has something that the kids are not supposed to know about and never touch. It might be anything from Dad's stash of Playboys to a locked gun safe. And every kid at some point tries to get into it. In my family, it was Mom's.