” We sit and chat for a while as the last of the drinkers leave the bar, leaving just the two of us in the room. Tameka goes behind the bar and dims...the lights down and locks the entrance door. “Well this is cosy isn’t it? Shall we be decadent and sit on the big sofa, Danni?” She smiles that amazing smile as she grabs the wine and the glasses and beckons me over to the sumptuous sofa. I sit directly next to her and pour us both a glass of wine. I feel a little tipsy by now, but it would be rude. ...(oooo)you stopped by to say hello to me....Jamie!....remember-ah that's theway it used to be,Jamie!.....ooooIt seems like a mighty long time.... Jamie wake up!Shoo-Bop Shoo-Bop ....My Baby....Jamie wake up!Oooo ......it seems like a mighty... timeJamie....Jamie wake up it is Mom wake up!(Shoo-Bop Shoo-Bop....My baby....Shoo-Bop Shoo-Bop)Sis, please turn the radio off.Ahh yes I'm so glad... Jamie!...please...Jamie wake up!When I opened my eyes, Mom was setting next to me in the car. I. Her last several boyfriends were always older than she was - she remembered with some fondness a man old enough to be her father she had dated before now. She had no interest in children as anything but students, minds to teach about the beauty of Shakespeare, Gabriel Garcia Marquez and other amazing minds of the written word. Not -Her eyes flickered back to the brown haired boy. Lean, on the border between “boyishly cute” and the handsome man he would become. Nothing to indicate that he was. She twitches her hips slightly each time I change direction, and grinds her them a little, and lets out slight moans and whimpers, and I hear Emma say;“I think she likes that…,” and then to our friend, looking up at her, “You like that don’t you?”A groan from above, “Mmmm, fuck yes…”Emma looks back at me, “Here, come here, I want to taste her, I want to taste her on you.”I lean back from my licking and turn to my right, where Emma’s kneeling, still wearing her black dress. The brass buckle is.