I needed to get that suit off you. I needed to feel your body against mine. I needed to get inside you again. It was a cold and rainy night, and on...e we got back to the car, it took a while just to clear the airport. We talked about how our weeks had been, and complained about our co-workers and the pains of turning a paycheck. It felt so good just to hear your voice again in person. Neither of us had dinner yet, so we decided to stop at the Italian place around the corner from our. This one is about my dad. My dad grew up in Cleveland. He was a little Jewish blind k** who grew up in a tough neighborhood. His parents were non-practicing Jewish atheists, who didn't claim to be Jews at all, so he didn't even have "Jewish" as something he could really grab on to, but in those days, in Cleveland, if your name was Greenburg, you took crap for being Jewish even if you weren't exactly . His dad decided since the family wasn't "Jewish" they could live right between a big Polish. They were really good. I guessed Tam liked to show off. She’d been a bikini competitor for a few years enjoying people gawking at her perfect self or maybe she was just fishing for compliments when we met the first time. Before I left mom and Tam, I was feeling a little better about their relationship. Tam had offered some free classes to me at the gym. I politely accepted as mom gave me 'that look'. I'd already declined her offer, so I was a bit shy about accepting Tam's, but I knew mom would. He had a point. Rain seemed like such an inconvenience sometimes… but it really wasnt that bad. I looked over at Cindy with an eyebrow raised. She considered for a moment, and then grinned. All right… but I gotta warn you… I might melt, she said. No way. Youre too pretty, I said, hoping I wasnt crossing a line with the comment. She blushed a little. Not too sure about me, though, I said to even the mood as I stood from the table. Cindy stood with me and we walked to the door. I pushed it open,.