Meanwhile Ben looked at his friend hoping that it wasn't anything serious. The paramedics said the only chance of getting Alex to survive would to be ...o operate on him then and there, but shortly after that the head doctor said with a shake of his head," he's not gonna make make it, I'm sorry Ben. Would you mind telling me how this happened?"ONE MONTH LATER Ben sat on the dreaded wooden seat of convicted criminals with his hands covering his face and collecting his tears waiting for the judge. He informed me the red sauce was his grandmother’s and all he needed was to warm it up. When he put the pasta on, he told me he had a secret way of knowing when it was cooked. He came over to me up close and looked me in the eye, next, he took my chin in his hand. He lifted my face to his then kissed me long and slow. We didn’t close our eyes but looked deep into each other’s souls. When I put my arms around his neck, he reached up, took my arms, and put them around my back and while he held. Her auburn hair cascading back down as she undoes the button and zipper on her jeans and pulls them down over her gorgeously round booty and flowery yellow panties. I proceed to put on my skirt and top as she pulls out her outfit. She’ll need to change bras I quickly realize when she pulls out a white push-up bra from her bag. I watch in aw as she unclasps her bra revealing her dark nipples, while I struggle to keep up the conversation. We finish getting dressed, doing our hair and make-up and. "Beats me, so what you gonna have?" he asked."Give me two dogs southern style," I said. The doghouse had, over the last year, begun to serve hot dogs with a larger variety of topping choices. I still liked mine the same as when I was a kid. Mustard, Chili, slaw and onions was my preference. It was designated southern style at the doghouse.I carried the dogs out to the car. I headed for the marina with a stop for a canned Coke on the way. I ate the dogs and watched the sail boats for about an.