I know about you. Isn’t that what they used to call détente?” Katie said.“I don’t know that word,” I said. “But, I am going to look it up...later.”All the ladies, including Jennifer, giggled.After clearing the table, Katie and I washed and dried the dishes and put them away. It got peacefully quiet between us. I reached over to put the dry plates in a stack. She glanced at me. I would smile back to her. It felt odd for some reason.“Michael, I need to postpone what Jenn and I have scheduled with. The older woman who's been waiting on us throughout the week and who glared at me whenever she got the chance isn't working today. Our waitress today is much younger and I don't get the impression she's all that bright. She smiled brightly and as she poured our coffee she looked at me and said, "I love that top. I wish I had the nerve to wear something like that. But my tits ain't nearly as nice as yours."Tony leered at her and said, "Your tits look pretty damn nice to me!"She winked at him and. Yours is the credit.”She was completely stunned at John’s description of the attack on the kidnappers, making her the hero and not him as she had assumed.As it sank in, she saw John in a new light, and jumped into his arms to kiss him hungrily.She pulled back to tell him, “You deserve a reward, any way you like to present our efforts.”“If you want sex with me, Feelia, you must first get cleaned up, as must I.”He turned back to his chief wife.“Numa, what is the state of our soap-making. She placed the laptop between us and adjusted the screen so we could both watch. My hands were trembling and I noticed a little movement under the blankets on her side of the bed. As we sit there, quiet, I began to feel the covers moving and I heard the shallow breaths my mother was taking. I looked away from the computer screen and my mother was looking at me. My heart was officially in my feet. I didn't know what to do so I turned away. Just as I did that I heard her say, "What's wrong, you.