“Is your Mum O.K.?” Travis’ face slid into a slow smile. His Mum. He almost corrected the girl. “I don’t know.” He said softly. He shot...her a telling glance, willing her to leave the topic alone. He adjusted the cuff of his shirt with the fingers of one hand. What the hell. “Can I take you out for a drink some time?” The waitress looked startled by his offer, then pleased. She gave him a genuine smile. He was treated to his first glimpse of her girlish dimples. “Sure. If you want, I. Like I said, it's a rare occurance.Anyway, on Sunday nights the couples that want to stay past 6:00 PM are free to, but they are automatically entered into the activities (previously outlined). Here's how it works: We somehow ended up with an old BINGO raffle ball. You know the type they use at churches to play bingo with, spin it, and then open the cage and pull out a ball. All the ladies names go on the clipboard. Then they each pull a ball. The numeral on that ball is their. "D'ya know any kind of GOOD way to relieve stress?"We didn't get out of the house THAT evening.Other evenings? Jason's apartment, graciously attended by Jason and a very giggly-looking Susan, and that's the first time I actually saw the two kiss. It was just a little longer than a friendly peck, but from the way that Tina glanced at me, I knew she was gauging my reaction.They didn't make a big deal out of it. They just acted like they were comfortable and happy with each other. Since we got. My heart pounded out a different tune. It was like Gene Krupa's tom-tom beat in "Sing, Sing, Sing." Her perfume was as intoxicating as her soft purring that masqueraded as music. It sent my arms wandering below her waist, wrapping my hands tightly on her ass like squeezing a melon to see if it's ripe. "Oh Toby, that feels so good." Erika, give me a minute to catch my breath," and I sat down to sip my beer and work out my next move. She stood in front of me like the statue of Venus de Milo, only.