. And the old man, thinks... hee hee hee... And because he's so old... hee hee hee... he is... Oh, Cluey, that's a good one!"Oh, God, he thought, trou...le in our funny department. If I've got to explain 'em all, I'll die. Or pistol whip her to death. Maybe, I better stop telling 'em. She still tee-hee'd.He tilted his head slightly forward, cocked it to one side, and with his eyes tilted up toward her asked her suspiciously, "You sure you got it?" He wasn't."Yes, Darlin, ' " she said. Then she. Yvonne asked: ‘Are you sure of all this?’ Ann said: ‘Oh yes, and we have had a number of psychic confirmations.’ I said: ‘I knew about some of the past lives we shared before I met the Wells family.’ We went on to describe some of the psychic stuff that happened and is still happening. Yvonne went: ‘Wow.’ The conversation slowly wound down. In spite of the ‘wow’ it was clear that Yvonne still had her doubts about the psychic stuff. Ann suggested that they go back. Ann and I shared a very nice. Near the end of the school year we started going on actual dates. We would see movies, get dinner, play mini golf, all that usual relationship stuff. I even met her father when I went to hang out at her house once. He gave me a kind of mean look, but I guess that’s what fathers are supposed to do. Besides that, he was pretty talkative and seemed to take a liking to me, besides the fact I was a boy that was spending time with his daughter. He seemed to really care for her. He would give her hugs. As Jean leaned forward to ask the waiter some question about the menu I realized that the waiter had a clear view inside the front of Jean's blouse. When the waiter finally left I told Jean I had to go to the men's room. As I walked behind her chair I bent over and kissed Jean on the neck. The purpose of the kiss was so that I could see what the waiter had been looking at. He had been looking at my wife's bare breasts. Jean was braless. In all of our marriage this was the first time I could.