Listening to him talk about what they found in the old house brought back memories of our experiences when we moved into this place."Tommy, could I ta...k you into taking some pictures of what we're doing?"I bit down on my tongue as I thought of Greg and Cindy together."You're talking about the rehab of the duplex, right?"The penny dropped and Greg punched me in the arm. "Yeah, you dirty old man." Me? I'm not old!" Tommy, I'm serious. Dad asked about getting some pictures of our work." Okay, I'll. Andy and Patti, however, unabashedly necked. They kissed each other deeply, they ran their hands under each other’s shirt, caressing anything and everything they could reach.At one point, Eileen paused in her assault on Rob to call out, “Look at those two! Kissy, kissy, kissy! Geeze, get a room!”Patti abandoned Andy’s lips long enough to retort, “Look, we can’t do this anywhere else, so stuff it.”Rob took the opportunity to pull Eileen’s shirt up far enough to trap her arms and cover most of. An hour later I was hustled into the back room with the butchers and 'other' spectators, of whom there were quite a few and bewildered to find they were mostly women. Some of whom I recognized as packers and checkers, but the rest were customers and friends of the other women.I was wondering, how in the hell did they all know about this when Foxie put his arm around my shoulder, reminiscent of Burgess Meredith, "Rocky's" impish trainer."Don't worry, you're a cinch to win," he spouted. "I've. . buy my girlfriend something like that." it was obvious he was lying. Though he had a body of a gorgeous man, my brother had a boy's face. A very handsome boy at that. His deep dark brown eyes couldn't lie. And the cute pink color that has flooded his cheeks was a proof to his obvious lie. "Since when did you have a girlfriend? And why would you buy her something that looked like mine?" I continued to tease him. I had inkling as to his reasons for falling asleep on my bed. But it would be so.