Mr Trugate stood as the waiter held my chair. Part of the old southern tradition of grace at lunch, I thought with an inward sneer."I do hope you like...Tuna. The women insisted that the club begin serving healthier dishes. We agreed to fish once a week and this it it." Trugate informed me."The food is secondary for me. I know this is crass, but I came for the meeting not the meal." I'm sure that I reinforced their opinion of me as lower than low class white trash. Nothing I could possibly do. “Yeah, but once they taste strange, they never go completely without,” Dr. Slick told Tony.“Care to wager on it?” said Tony.“Sure, how about we double what you owe me for that little fix job I did?” Mr. Slick said.“Done, and just to make things interesting, I’ll take a run at her myself,” Tony said as they both gave a smug laugh.Just then my wife began to speak: “I want everyone to know how exceptionally honored I feel receiving this award from my professional collogues. But in all honesty, I. My sister and her sixteen-year-old son were having sex. They're lovers. And ever since Neil was Kyle's age."You're serious? You and Neil are lovers?" Wonderful, glorious lovers." I ... I never suspected ... anything like that. For a year and a half now?" Yes a spectacular year and a half." I ... you sleep together?" Yes, since we first started. He's a wonderful lover; it's just changed my life." How did it start? Like with the stained sheets and all?" I just had to know."Yes, I told you I. "Caught you peeking" she said and laughed. "Would you like a lemonade?"I was blushing so much I must have looked like a beetroot. "Err... Y-Yes Please, Mrs. Kuepper" I stuttered."Yes, that would be nice I feel hot too." She turned and left the room.She returned carrying a tray with two glasses bending forward to offer me a glass, her robe gaped open and I could clearly see her breasts. Her breasts were very white and quite small, but her nipples were large, very pink and puffy. "Well don't wait.