After the waiter left, we went into five or six separate conversations, the whole while Becky and I were holding hands and constantly looking at one a...other.I leaned over and whispered to her, “If we got married, can you imagine this group at a wedding?”“RICKY,” she blurted. “What a thing to say?”This got my sisters ear, “What did he say, Becky – it must have been good.”The other conversations had all halted at Tiffany’s question.Becky looked at me and said, “Tell them, or I will?”“I know that. How was she going to handle it?, Madlyne Lancaster asked her."I don't know," she said. "I intend to act in his best interest. We'llcross that bridge when we come to it after we get home."The truth is she didn't know how she would respond. All she knew was thatshe was going to provide a loving home for her little brother.During her conversation with the Lancasters, she noticed her brothershyly, walking gingerly down the stairs. The cherub face that she sawwhen he was four was there, but very. Either way, by the time that Jeff had let out his final shot, I just fainted and fell back. My hit on the ground hurt slightly and closed my eyes, but my sexual mind didn't let me focus on the pain."Thank you, Jeff," she said."Your welcome, sis. I think it was too much for Abby to take." No, I'm sure she just loved it so much that..." she said before a gap. "You're right, but I'm sure she wants more."After a few seconds, I felt her smooth skin come onto mine, and her lips touch down on my cheek. " You mean you want to put some of your things in one of the spare bedrooms, right?" I said never mind. It was just a thought I had. What am I supposed to tell the girls about you not wanting to meet with us?" Why do you need to tell them anything? I've never been at any of your other meetings. Just because I'm letting you hold it here, that doesn't mean I want to be involved with it." How about if I just invite Brenda to come over to cook for the three of us?" How about if you just come out.