“Go, before I am tempted to keep you here,” Becky said and pushed me away. But her grin told me she was only joking, I think. I drove home, and wh...n I walked in the door I chuckled when I saw everybody at the table eating pancakes. Dad asked what was so funny, so I had to explain we had the same thing, the same recipe.“Pete, is that not a family secret?” Dee asked.Dad just laughed. “Oh no, his great-grandmother copied it out of an old magazine. It has been handed down now through at least four. Now you take good care of my friend Sam here.”“Oh I will,” she responded as she stepped over next to the CIA agent.“Lissa,” Jack stated as he stepped back from the two. “Put on a lab coat and show our guests out please.”“Yes sir Dr. Daniels,” Lissa responded as she quickly donned a hanging lab coat from the back wall and buttoned the two buttons at her waist.“I have to tell you Jack,” Sam stated just before he turned to head toward the door, “I am impressed with your program.” But then he. I’ve had better days. I’m in dire need of a beer.”“Coming right up.”Sandy rushed off fetch his brew just as a ‘bar friend’ arrived and sat next to him.“Jake, how’s it hanging?”“Oh, hey George. It’s draggin’ on the ground a bit today.”“Sorry to hear that.”Sandy returned with a tall Yuengling Lager from the tap.“Here ya go, Jake. Now spill. What’s going on?”“I don’t want to trouble you Sandy.”“Uh ... Jake! Bartender? Listening is what we do.”Jake couldn’t help but smile. Sandy and he have become. "a****ls....just a****ls," he'd say like a mantra and tried to distract himself with the latest sports scores. I made the dreadful mistake of touching him in a sexual manner while the drum beats went on. I reached over and reached inside of his boxer shorts and found his penis. It was in a state of semi erection which he resent by his reaction of launching himself out of bed. A mment later I could hear the faint sounds of the television coming from the other room. More sad thoughts intruding.