’ ‘What happened?’ Kyle asked. ‘I just spoke with Gary on Sunday. We were discussing a fishing trip to Utah.’ ‘He got rear-ended by a drun... driver last night on State College Boulevard,’ replied Cliff. ‘Wow,’ said Kyle. ‘The guy must have been flying to have injured Gary bad enough for him not to have survived.’ ‘Gary wasn’t in is truck,’ said Cliff. ‘He was on his bike.’ Gary had owned a Harley-Davidson Softail for the past two years and had been trying to convince Kyle to buy a similar. “What is it sweetheart?” Jim asked me.“Well, first, I'm pregnant,” I replied.Then everyone other Ray and I had that look.“Copycats,” Wendy said.“We're not sorry, I did it for my sis,” Ray replied.Ray and I kissed each other.“Well shit honey, we had no idea you two were even trying,” Maria said.“Well, we just wanted to keep it under wraps until we knew for sure,” I replied.Of course everyone had to hug us and feel my stomach as well, so they were all really happy to hear about that, but of. All the legwork was tiring and that’s when I often met Chuck, a family friend that offered to help me. His first advice to both of us was to repair the marriage. Somehow Ashok and I agreed on one thing. This isn’t working. Chuck was a nice, friendly, fun loving guy who was a manager of some sort in a large legal firm. His knowledge of procedures at divorce was quite helpful and we got along quite well. Some of my friends began to suggest that we had something going. Nothing of that sort was on. I grabbed a towel and cleaned off his dangling rod, and he went back to join the others at the poker table. I noticed that Mason and Luke had wacked off again while watching Gabe blast my ass. Danny winked at me, and I knew he was holding out for later, after the others had left.So, this became our weekly poker game ritual. I would serve the snacks and drinks completely naked, letting each player fondle, squeeze and poke whatever part of my body that suited them as I moved around the table..