”Faltering, Mr. Kindle said, “It is a little short of details.”“See,” Max said. He would have liked it if his name had been in the article. ...fter all, he had scored a touchdown.“You’re right. So what can we say about newspaper reports of events?” Mr. Kindle said. He went over to the board and wrote ‘newspaper accounts’ on it.“They can be a little lacking in details,” Max said.“Exactly. They can also have political biases,” Mr. Kindle said.“Like what?” Tom asked.Mr. Kindle said, “Well, let’s. " We don't mind. Our friends all know and understand, but Sticks wouldn't. Still, it's gonna come out, sooner or later. It's a storm we'll have to weather." Well, I'm here if you need me. Perhaps I should meet Stick..." If you want." Teddy was surprised; he didn't expect Ma to take it all very well."I need to learn to deal with reality, Sweetheart, and if this is how it is..." Frieda squeezed her son."Thanks, Ma." Teddy squeezed back. Then he leaned back, "What about Mary?" She's welcome, too,. She always like to accentuate her breasts. She loved to see the looks on the male students and teachers faces. The white lace bra, being thin, let her nipples stand out during the day whenever she got a little aroused and they were instant magnets for anyone with a Y-chromosome. And being focused on her chest meant they weren’t really looking at how plain and cheap her clothes really were.At her core, she knew she might be considered a cock-tease. Her reward for being so blessed with her. Ron had taken one look at her in one of her new outfits and told her that if he wanted a hooker, he'd go out and get one. That was the straw that broke the camel's back. After spending two hours on the phone with my wife, Jane left Ron and moved back home with us. I wasn't keen on the idea, but those of you who are married and have children know how mothers can be. Bottom line was that I had no say in the matter anyway.Now, the kids had been grown and gone for over fifteen years and things had.