When the Memorial holiday weekend came around, and it became apparent that there were various family holiday plans afoot, we declared our own holiday,...and everyone took a week to be with family. Ginny was spending her week in San Francisco with her mom, getting fitted for her wedding dress. They had found a wedding planner, a friend on my Mom's actually from her days in San Francisco. They had a very full week planned, and I was never more in love with Ginny as I was when she accepted my offer. “When your wife gets to 40 just trade her in for two 20s.”Only Phil found his father humorous; the rest of the table just greeted him with dead-eyed stares.“Definitely have to save my wit for a more appropriate setting,” David said, smiling at his son.“Or not at all,” Beth said. “We’re in the land of equality. There is nothing to stop me from trading you in for a pair of Philip’s friends.”“Except the extreme ‘Yuck!’ factor,” Phil replied. “I do not want to have to refer to one of my high school. Andjust when he was trying to recover his sight fell on his hands which onlyreminded him of his ultrafeminine attitre,as they were beautifully doneinto peacock style mehndi design which made them look very attractive andfeminine.His nails were glammed up with sparkling red nail polish .Hislong black hair rested below his shoulders.He started having girlishsobs.He was so distraught that he didn't notice Neha walking in .Neha was hisimmediate neighbour,a beautiful young lady probably in her. I kept plowing my aunt for all that I was worth while her transvestite husband rammed me up the rear, gathering an audience in short order, which soon included Mom, Dad, Crystal, Ruth, Uncle Steve, Aunt Nora, Anne-Marie, her parents, and my sisters and cousins, not to mention Melvin, Camille, Kathy, and her boyfriends. Deanna held up three empty bottles of bourbon and two bottles of tequila. Yeah, enough said. Tricia's soft, slick snatch helped me put that out of my mind for a bit, however,.