“Okay, and we promise to eat them” said Grant. “Oh, and make one of them mince. Okay?”“Well, I hope you’ll share,” said Lance.“And jus... so you’ll know, Milt and Liz have been invited too. Penelope took care of them,” he said. I nodded.“Good,” I said. “That will be nice.”And then it was the fourth Thursday in November. And then it was dinner time, and there were nine of us counting baby Tina. And the seating. I was seated between my two daughters. My two wives, one of them an ex, were seated, as. " Teresa and Kate both laughed. "Don't worry, I'll keep it G-rated. So, when your team loses, you have to cook something for me and Kate once a month for the next year." "Fair enough. And if my team wins, you have to come here once a month until next year's game and make your mom and me dinner." "Deal," she said confidently. The game got off to a decent start even though no one scored in the first quarter, and the three of us greedily consumed the food and drinks and food. "Hey Jerry," Teresa. I guess her ears were better than I suspected." At this point, she began to cry again, but it was not the cry of anguish as before. This was simply a cry of sadness. I held her and stroked her hair as I waited for her to get herself together enough to continue.When I saw that she had calmed down a bit, I framed my next question so as not to accuse Claire of trying to have sex with those three guys this week. Instead, I asked, "So, what were you doing for the last three nights, if you weren't at. For the longest time there have been rumors that she had a boob job because she had some of the most perfect tits you have ever seen in your entire life. They were just the right size, perky and rock hard, and could usually be seen peeking out of her button up blouse or pressing tightly against a low cut t-shirt. Yes, they had a golden tan too just like the rest of their body. I doubted she had a tan line on her body. Veronica had a beautiful face which always had make-up and shiny lip.