She stood close to him brushing his arm with her tits. He looked at her tit pressing against his arm and smiled. He rubbed his arm touching her breast...and she did not move but smiled at him. As he kept touching her tit, she pressed closer to him wanting his big hands to massage her tits right here in the dark bar.He sat her on the corner bar stool lifting her like she was a feather. The short skirt did nothing to cover skantily covered pussy. He began to rub her leg getting very close to her. "Is she going to be OK?" Scott asked in desperation and gave littlethought to that last part. Scott already knew he was the spitting imageof his mother. One picture in particular when she was ten with her hairpulled back left little doubt of that most said, even Scott.Scott's friends joked over that picture a couple of times because itlooked like him wearing a dress. Only the old Hudson sedan aged thepicture - thankfully. Scott could almost understand his grandmotherthinking that, but he wanted. Did Julia tell you it was going to be at Holy Trinity on Winton Road?”“She did. Kurt and Kathy are getting married in Milford in June, though I don’t know the date yet. Bethany is Kathy’s maid of honor, which is no surprise to anyone. Kurt asked me to be Best Man.”“That’s going to be what, three?” Dave laughed.I stopped at the light on Highland to make the left turn onto Butterfield.“Pete, Mikael, and Kurt. And I already gave away my first bride,” I chuckled.“What?”“Elyse’s aunt, Jenny. Her dad. Since I knew her so called and it is been years last time we seen. She said that she is married a year ago to an engineer who is right now in US on a project work. And unfortunately she didn’t get some documents at moment so stayed back and she got work so much in her office too after her promotion. We talked about old times and who we all met lately and exchanged numbers too. It was just casual friendly chat.I told about my work and tough life and not getting married yet. I asked about her.