Craig hadn’t called in more than a week and the flashbacks of their last conversation haunted him. He hadn’t really meant any of the things he sai..., they were just idle threats. He was angry and hurt and he had a right to be. It all started six months ago. Bobby knew almost from the beginning it wouldn’t last, but he couldn’t help getting attached. Craig was so nice, the sex was so good, and who could blame him? Craig was 20 years his senior, a good-looking 42 year old businessman. At first it. Just like everything else the individual portions were tiny — good thing, I’ve no desire to get even to the point of being tipsy. A glass of water as well, to clear our palettes I was told. They must have had someone watching just us because each new course through that meal was delivered moments after we finished the last. More interesting was how the shadows deepened on the far side of our small table throughout the night. We could always tell whether there was anyone standing there but it. Stepping off that bus was like stepping into a new world. The students who were in charge of Carnival had done a great job lighting the place up, and with the sun setting just behind and to the left of the parking lot which Midway occupied, the whole world, for just that one second, was perfect.I wished I had a camera."George! April! Over here!"As my eyes adjusted to the lights, I squinted into the crowd to figure out who was calling us. Suddenly I focused on Rob, standing and waving his arm. (By the way, at this point he had no erection. He’d been dozing, not jerking off. He didn’t really think of Diane as a sexual being, just his sister.) She really couldn’t see much more than his back and butt so far, so he stood up and boldly turned to face her. ‘Hell, he thought’. ‘We used to take baths together.’ He and Di were closer to each other than either was to their brother, or any of them to their parents. She became a sort of surrogate mother later in his life when their dad was.