True to Jane's character, she laid her hand on his, his arm, and his knee while talking. He chose to just listen to what she was saying.Two drinks mad... Jane tipsy. By the time they landed, she was feeling no pain. She found everything he said to be funny. He wondered if he told her his parents were dead, which they were not, if she would laugh at that. The cab ride to the downtown Sheraton was an adventure. She told him how horrible the city was and that she grew up in a suburb called Plum. You don't coach a kid through high school math and science and English and social studies without talking. I knew she was a great talker, and I liked to think that I might have had a bit of the credit for her vocabulary and conversational skills. But our talks to this point had never strayed into her personal life, other than her opinions about her teammates and teachers."Why?" I asked. I was already part-way to the answer. She confirmed with that supposition with her first statement."Because I. "Truth be known, I could have stopped a lot earlier than I did." Maybe you should have. And just between us girls, maybe you should spend more time with Eric."That was a good idea, and I spent the rest of the week being with him at every opportunity. And that weekend, when a guy tried to cut me out for something involving a lot of boys, I shook my head."Last week was different. Now we're partying only with other couples." I patted Eric on the arm. "I hope you understand."He didn't, but he also. I open it up to see her and wow, is she smoking. She's dressed to the nines in a skin tight black dress and she'd definitely got something up top. She was always beautiful: tall and skinny with long dark hair and those deep blue eyes, but with those boobs, in that dress... I couldn't help myself, "Sis, you look amazing!"She smiled and and said, "Thanks, you're not looking too bad yourself. Can you help me with my bag?" I said, "Sure," and stepped out the door to grab the bag. Meanwhile, she had.