He had never seen so much of it at one time and he was like a kid in a candy store. Fucking every corner of his mind until he had jumped on a little b...onde in the corner and she had said, "My name's Kate, honey. What's yours?"And suddenly, the thought of Kate being in the midst of all this struck him funny and then the thought of her getting fucked by other men began turning him on and he left to search her out and force her to go back down to the cave with him.But his search had been in vain. Nothing. I wasn’t even allowed inside the bar, it didn’t matter that today was my birthday.It wasn’t like I was an ugly guy or something. Short dark brown hair. Almond color eyes. Somewhat tanned skin tone. 5’10” in height. Enough muscle that if I flexed my arm and poke it I would feel something there. Constantly shaved beard. I was somewhere between ‘Your average Joe’ and ‘Not too shabby’ on the hotness scale, if I do say so myself. My only weak point was my gut, not that I was fat, I worked. ”“Holy shit! I never connected that. It never even registered that her last name was Bell. That means that scoundrel who sold you into prostitution was our ancestor, too. Shit, shit, shit.”We sat there quietly for a few minutes until we heard the shower turn off.“Thank you for comforting me last night, Kyle. You’ve always got my back.” I got up and went to get ready for Sunday dinner.I didn’t have much time to think about what had happened in January of 1871. It was a good thing, I suppose. I’d. "Relax!"We all laughed, but mom and I went and sat down on the couch. Lisa brought us both drinks, and I knew it was alcoholic on the first sip mom gave me."So..." Mom trailed off for a moment before continuing. "Want to tell me what Jenny was doing at the airport?" Um... Well, you see..." I tried to figure out what exactly to say, but none of it sounded right in my head, so I just blurted it out. "She and I are kind of back together, but it is more like Faith and Jenny are dating, and only.