"Angel looked down at the floor uncomfortably."What's wrong?" Jordan asked and tilted her chin up so that he could look down into her eyes."Nothing," ...he said uncomfortably."Tell me," he insisted, "or I might have to spank it out of you."Angel shook her head and he noticed there were tears in her eyes. "What is it Angel?" He asked softly."I don't think I can ever have any more children," she confessed.He stopped dancing and looked down at her with affection, "What makes you think that? Are you. He had on shorts, sneakers and not much else. Lindsey immediately started foaming at the mouth; she was stuttering and having difficulty with the menial chore of carrying in the bags of groceries.Teasingly I asked her what was wrong and in typical 15 year old fashion she started gushing about “how freakin hot” this guy was and that he “looked like an underwear model!” Admittedly, he did look hot, he looked like he was about 25 and she was right, he could have been a male model. I was amused. Who do we appreciate? Mom... Mom...MyyyyyMommmm," Brad chanted, ending the routine with his arms in a High-Vwhile doing extended leg kicks.Sheila got up off the couch and hugged her female son. "I love you somuch," she said with a tear running down her cheek."I love you, too, Mom."Allison and Randy quietly snuck out, leaving Brad and his mother in themoment.The next morning Brad had just wiggled into his bikini when he heard hismom's car start. He threw on his wood sandals, grabbed his. He is too sweet of a guy to have that shit dumped on him.”I leaned over to the flight attendant and said, “Thirty-eight-C, just like the other flight attendant in first-class. Just ask her to borrow one once we are in flight and see if I’m wrong. You won’t need the extenders or inserts to give you some approximation of comfort.”“If that is all resolved, I will be going to my seat unless you tell me otherwise,” I said, looking at the air marshal.He smiled when he told me, “I thought you looked.