We looked for a few more seconds, but didn't want to get caughtso we quickly went into my room. Dennis and Jerry didn't know whatto say, so I broke t...e ice and said "She looks great, doesn't she."They agreed, but mostly remained silent. Then I said "She is a reallygreat fuck!" They were shocked, but that broke the ice. They wantedto know how I knew that and I related story about the past summerwhen I had fucked my mother three times. That opened a torrent ofquestions: How did it feel? Was. .. guess you got everything sorted out down below?" she said casually."Yep. All up and running, I suppose. So ... Smash Brothers?" I asked, unable to restrain a broad smile as I mentioned our favorite game. It was like old times, we easily got into our old patterns, ordered a pizza, playfully expressed our deepest loathing of one another whenever we lost a game. Only the occasional "It's funny hearing your voice higher than mine" or "Don't make me punch you in the crotch" worked its way in, but. ” And she ended the call.“Checking in?” he laughed.“Not exactly,” I lied, “Katie just rang to remind me that I’ve got to invite you over on New Year's Eve.”“Great, yeah I’ll be there, Mate.” He took a swallow of his beer.“Who else will be there?”Fuck, I hadn’t thought about that!“Don’t know Mate, but she said to make sure I asked you.”“I expect she wants my body.” He laughed again and I laughed with him.“Did I tell you that she’s going blind?”“Fuck off.”“Bollocks.” And we continued our drinking. This story began on one ocassion I visited and old buddy, I say old because he was already 80yo. His name was Francisco, Spanish, and we had met for the first time many years ago, nevertheless we had never been to a family reunion, until the moment he invited me over to know his family, at his country house: I gladly accepted. I no sooner arrived there, as Francisco met me at the door step, saying something about a particular stuff which surprised me a lot: he had to leave.