She plucks a grape from the case and places it between my lips. I kiss it while she holds it in her fingers, then suck it into my mouth for a snack. I... short order she picks out a bunch of bananas, a half pound of mushrooms, three apples and a bunch of asparagus.On the next aisle she points out the flour and sugar, both of which are on a lower shelf. As I lean over to get the bags, she runs her hand possessively over the seat of my pants. I hear snickers from somewhere behind me. We get eggs,. Now Carl’s mother is not my ideal woman. She is about five-three and could lose a few pounds. I think she ate a lot of her own baking. I would not call her fat. Just a little round in spots as far as I could tell. She always wore sweatshirts and jeans around the house. Her brown hair was in a ponytail. I guess you would call her plain.Mrs. Cane told me the bad news, “Gosh, I’m sorry Brad, Carl is not here. Do you want to come in? I just made cookies.”I had to admit she made the best cookies. I. As I mentioned in the beginning that something went on between Maria and Mel. I kept thinking about the look they gave each other.I saw Trina whisper something to Maria before she and Bob left. I knew something wasn't right but wasn't sure what. Things weren't really good between us since the operation. We hadn't made love for awhile now. I thought I'd give it a shot. As we got in bed I put my hand on her lower belly and rubbed softly. Nice even circular motions. At first she pushed my hand. .That's different I thought to myself.As I entered through the double doors it took a minute or two to adjust to the darkness. I could see the screen and hear the sound but as my eyes took those moments to adjust I could hear the rustling of bodies and low conversations. When my eyes had adjusted to the darkness I saw the rows of seats and people sitting and facing the screen. I could see single guys sitting by themselves and a few guys sitting together. As I took a aisle seat mid-theater. I.