She would roll her eyes “are you even listening to me?” She made pouty eyes at him as she took his chin in her hands and forced him to look at he.... “You want to act like a little boy then ill treat you like a little boy?” He would grin before leaning down and kissing her softly on the lips. They continued for a moments as Jacobs hands run up under her heavy sweat shirt, over her slim and toned body . She would stop him “babe I got to be home very soon… soo we really don’t have much time.” He. (Amy had briefly seen them on the front lawn through a window, or they might not have even known that he'd made it home at all.)When Susan found out that Alan had come and gone, she looked like she wanted to cry.So Amy suggested, "Let's not just sit here and be all mopey. Let's do something fun! Let's go somewhere!"Susan brightened a bit. "You could talk me into that. I've hardly been leaving the house lately, and I do need to do something to get Tiger's terrible blue balls off my mind. But. It's like a serious game they play together, where all of them win. I've been going to work with my dad, trying to learn how he does things. Making money is like the family business. It doesn't matter what business it is, as long as it has a good return for their time, and their capital investment." I think business is kind of boring." You'd think it would be, but it isn't. It's exciting, trying to figure out the best way to do something. That's one of the reasons we're all going to Chicago. My. ."Yes, Mommy." My voice trembled.As if by magic (had they spoken while I was in the bathroom?) Tonya wasstanding at our table with the check container in her hand. "I'm sosorry, Marla!" Tonya apologized. "I didn't mean to make you wait. Youready to go?" Yeah, sweetie," Marla smiled. "Don't worry about it. We had some funwhile we waited, didn't we?" she grinned, looking across the table atme."Yes, Marla," I quietly affirmed, blushing, and the blond waitress gavea somewhat puzzled little.