His hand suddenly left from my lap as the waitress came over with our dinner giving us a strange look. Jack only smiled as if he wasn’t doing anythi...g. We ate our dinner with a few sentences of our previous conversation before Jacks hand was exploring. I couldn’t help but notice the bulge in Jacks trousers which I noticed seemed to grow when Jack noticed I was watching. After finishing our dinner and the waitress took our plates away, Jack moved closer to me again so he sat next to me. His head. ...by this time in my fantasy I usually came all over my chest. After I cleaned up I realized maybe this was just a fantasy that will never come true - BOY, WAS I WRONG.Let me explain. I was visiting my sister this past x-mas and seeing my two nephews as well. Amit Jr is 13 and the youngest Amol just turned two. I love these guys with all my heart so seeing them was a great feeling. I got there X-mas eve and gave each of them a hug hello then my sister came up to me to hug as well. She looked. I wasn’t sure that was possible after what Brooke had said to me last night, but I still worried a little. We headed out the door and off to lunch. We ate at a small café downtown, sitting outside and enjoy the fall air. The day was cool and dry, but very bright. Brooke looked like a movie star with her sunglasses on. The conversation was light and witty. Every moment with her was another moment farther from the game. This slope was getting slippery. When lunch was over I surprised Brooke by. She grimaced as she rolled up her sleeves. ‘Do you remember these freckles?’ He nodded, thinking of their early romance. He used to call her ‘My little druggie,’ which caused her to throw pillows and sometimes even paperback books dangerously close to his head. ‘Well you were right, more right than you knew.’ She looked away and began to cry. Her husband started to reach for her. ‘Stop,’ she whispered, ‘Let me talk.’ He leaned back into the couch and tried to breath through his confusion. She.