I used to be much bigger than you. You were just a shrimp," she said as her fingers tried to circle his bulging muscle."Hah! Anyway, you're pretty tal......for a girl...much taller than Cathy," he said as he put a hand on top of her head. "She's only, like five-two, a midget, I prefer someone taller, like you. You're what....five-nine?" Yes," she said proudly, her sparkling, dark eyes staring into his."And you're pretty big yourself," he laughed as he cupped her breasts, squeezed once and then. One day, after they had been talking for a little over six months, he stopped returning her messages. She had no idea what she'd done or why he stopped, so this made her start to worry. She left him messages every place but all were left unread. So just in case it was bad weather which stopped him from replying, she Googled her favorite weather app, however, no, it was not the weather because the app said it was currently fine.This kept up for a few days with totally no communication and she. ‘You had your hand halfway up my butt,’ she exaggerated. People edged farther away. Xavier half-embraced his mom and kissed her deeply and squeezed her left breast. ‘Oh I’ve missed you so,’ she said as if welcoming home a military guy from overseas deployment. The people around them relaxed. As they walked with a trolley piled high in the parking lot towards the blue Fiesta, Xavier said, ‘Is dad still fucking his office assistant or has he come back to you?’ ‘Probably a bit of both I should. "Any progress?" He asked eagerly."Some," I said, watching his old eyes light up. "The detectives have beenfollowing up every lead you've given us, and it seems they might be on tosomething. They're checking out rumors about a girl working in a circus orsomething somewhere out west. They say it looks really hopeful, and if itturns out good they should have some news in a few weeks." Good!" The old man knew he could hold out that long easily. "You know,Martin, it's funny; I never thought much.