I had come home early and had made a huge pan of paella with fresh seafood. Linda was home before it was ready, and she went to the bedroom to change....Back then she still wore blouses and suits that warned other men she was all business. If she had had a hard day at work, she would slip into her usual nightshirt before dinner and be ready for bed by 9:00. I watched her close her lips around the extra-large shrimp and take bites from their firm, white bodies, savoring the buttery flavor of the. Devin was excited about something when he brought Lou and me over to take a look. The track had two classes of cars. They had Ford Mustangs which had been modified to race, for you to pick from. They also had exotics. You could drive any of the following cars; Lamborghini Huracan LP610, Ferrari 458 Italia, Lamborghini Gallardo LP560, Audi R8 V10, McLaren MP4-12C, or Nissan GT-R.Lou and I debates as to which car would be the most fun to drive. He knew all the stats. The Mustang was a 325. "Oh, hello," Stacy said in a caught off guard slightly nervous tone. I decided to chime in and introduce everyone, but before I could, Rick stood up and turned to Stacy and looked down at her."Well, hello there little, one. I'm Rick." He set his beer can down, took off his leather glove and reached to shake her hand. She nervously offered her hand which quickly disappeared in his. Rick turned slightly and looked over his shoulder at me."Well, well, Timmy boy, I don't recall you mentioning you. "I stabbed a hole in the lid of her iced coffee, unwrapped a straw, and stuck it in for her. She took it from me as she delved into conversation, turning her back on me as I stood there sipping. I heard her end of the conversation, though, and tried to make sense of the snippets. "No, I'm out, and I don't know when I'll be home, so have dinner without me. No, by myself. I don't know, I really have no idea, and I'll call in a while. Jesus, Ma, just have another drink and get to your couch,.