Collectively our hearts were beating so hard you could hear them. This is one of the constant negative reminders we have that hang over our heads like...the sword of Damocles. Duly noted. Things are very new between us, so our tolerance for bullshit is high right now. So am I, my brain has been working overtime pumping these potent and addictive chemicals into my system. I was becoming addicted to the high she triggered. The scent from her skin, her breath, mixed with her pheromones to create the. Look, can you do me a favor and brush her hair for her. You know how she is about her hair." Sure Dad." Great. Thanks son."I walked carefully across the room and up the stairs, trying not to spill the hot chocolate. I knew about Mom and her hair, that's for sure. Because of the red highlights, Mom's long, thick and full-bodied head of hair was especially beautiful in the sunlight but if it wasn't brushed it lost its shine and hung flat. This had a dramatic effect on the way Mom felt about. I... I want to take you out to dinner."The last was said with a rush and she paused for a second, probably remembering that was exactly the way he had first ask her out for date.She said, "Yes, I would like to go out with you, you're a neat guy."Which was exactly the way she had responded years ago."Good, I was thinking of taking you to the Writing Dragon. We haven't seen Patrick and his wife for a long time, and we both like that place."She paused again "Yes, it would be good to see them. ”Bridget perked up, “Yeah. My image of my mother as a saint is shattered. I’ve got a promiscuous and slutty mom, and to tell the truth I like the idea. I guess Candy got into all this, too. Alice told me about her antics in Florida, fucking five guys at once and sending the pictures to my father to get him pumped up. I want to see them.”Alice thought aloud, “Maybe your whole ‘family’ ought to come to Florida. It would give Daryl the chance to see you and Candy getting loved by the other men and.