You’re too nice. When is the wedding?’ ‘Craig wanted a winter wedding, he feels summer weddings are overdone and because winter is his favorite ...eason. However, the Ice Queen wants a June wedding.’ ‘Figures. Is Paul going to be his best man?’ ‘Yeah right. Craig wasn’t Paul’s best man at our wedding, remember? Paul had his closest fraternity brother be his best man. Despite having shared the same womb, those two are like oil and water.’ ‘Then who is his best man?’ ‘You’re looking at her,’. “Dad!” came the chorus of greetings from the girls. Ronnie held back a little, but he did give me a little wave. I waved back. He was my young man.I was surrounded and it made me feel—something—safe maybe. Yes safe is what it was.The woman wasn’t in evidence. I wondered at that. I was ushered into the dining room. Food was already prepared. I was hungry, psyche ward vittles were not my kind of dining pleasure. We ate and talked, and the girls made sure I knew that they were there for me and. Ben was my favorite person to skip class with. By the time my engagement imploded, we spent just about every weekend night together driving around till all hours of the night and bullshitting while listening to 80’s glam rock. I wanted him to make the first move, I hinted every chance I got. Ben was a good Catholic boy, he was waiting until marriage, and I was doing everything I could to change his mind. “C’mon, pull over here.” I said motioning to a parking lot for hunters in the woods. “Then. She: Ohhh someone wants to come out of the pants, huh!?Me: Well, not just wants to come out, but do something more.She: You dog, how many times you have fantasied about me and pleasured yourself?Me: I don’t count, and why am I a dog? But I can clearly see you getting excited.She: Do you want to see how excited I am?Me: Don’t ask me these types of questions.She: Ok, let’s play a game to increase our excitement. Shall we? I am going to do things to you but you can’t use your hand to touch.