It was wrong of you to...”“No, it wasn’t,” he said. “Masturbating is normal. Just about everybody does it, even you, mom. And I think that s...nce you saw me, I should get to see you. Do it. Live, I mean, not just in a picture on that story site.”“Oh, you’d like that, wouldn’t you?”“Yes, mom, I would.” He had on his goofy smile, crooked lips but no teeth showing.I thought about it. I could still see my picture on the laptop. My son wasn’t backing down. And, really, what else did I have to do. ’ I must have fallen asleep on the ride, because we were parked in front of a large building with a parking lot full of vehicles. Ju, where are we?’ I asked, slowly getting out of the car. He came around the side and grabbed my hand. ‘Did you think I wasn’t going to celebrate your big day?’ He smiled at me and pulled us toward the door. I don’t remember the name of the restaurant, I merely remember the building was swanky and I was under-dressed. Then again, so was Jude. He’d called ahead, so. For some odd reason ... all the Wendy's are married to a David James Austin who are sorta related but not really. Austin is the most common of the uncommon christian names ... all having descended from a single twenty three family village in England. Junior isn't married to anybody ... she's a kid."I do," and she did."David?" Too was concerned that David might object."She's a handful but we can handle her ... just one question." What?" Is Junior in school or on vacation?"Junior got all nervous. As he observed her a moment, he realized she was crying. “Ariel?” She stiffened and turned her head away from him, wiping at her eyes he knew. It was a moment before she composed herself enough to face him, but he didn’t rush her. He let her take her time, knowing it wasn’t always wise to push a hormonal woman. As she turned to face him, the red eyes, nose and cheeks tore at his heart. “Dr. Carter. I’m sorry. Did you need this exam room?” she asked, standing up. “No. Are you ok?” he asked,.