She made a sound “Ah”.“Are you hurt?’“No, I am enjoying”I kissed vigorously on both breasts which created red blotches.I dragged her to st...nd in front of the mirror.”See what I have done to your breasts.”She opened her eyes as if from a dream and screamed out “Hey What Have you done?” and she counted –one—two—three—four as she palpated with her fingers. I planted few other kisses saying “They shall have twelve blotches for last 12 weeks, one mark for each.”I made the breasts red, hot with sweet. Every time I had a hand and bet it, most at the table would fold. I had started with $500 and now had about $2,000 in front of me.Michael strolled up and I asked how he did."I made about $5,000. How are you doing?"I told him and mentioned that Mike was doing well also. While I was turned talking to Michael, the dealer announced a seat was open. The casino has a waiting list and the next player was called. As I turned my attention back to the table, I saw Mr. Scowl approaching. He sat in the. .. cope ... with this new awareness, this epiphany, about each other. See where I’m going here?” Mom addressed the elephant in the room after about a dozen minutes or so of quiet pigging out on all of our parts.“I have ... some concept of it, yes,” Jessica blurted now.“Yeah, that’s understating it a bit, sis. Jessica ... and I have definitely experienced a change to our relationship overnight, haven’t we? As you said, she’s my girlfriend now,” I blushed a little.“And his slut, of course. And we. I knew the gesture was meant to ask a question – without coming right out and asking it (lest I be offended or hurt by the query).“They wanted me to ... let the guys know that there is life after baseball,” I said.“You should do that!” Bobbi interjected.“I’m not interested,” I replied.“Why not?” Liz asked. “It sounds like you could ... help some of the guys.”I shook my head again and Liz frowned. I knew I wasn’t going to get away without an explanation.“It’s a lie, Liz,” I told her.“It is not,”.