Mike felt a bit of a fool standing looking at a Telegraph, not his type of paper at all. A man sat down beside him at the bar."Hello Mike, I am Richar...."They had both driven 30 miles to this pub even though they only lived 5 miles apart. Mike had worn his Muppet boxers that Diana had bought him last Christmas and he knew that they were wet. He tried to keep his voice quiet and soft, didn't want anyone to hear their conversation, but the pub was fairly noisy and they could probably have shouted. "I have got to get to the restroom', he said,' I hate having to share with the customers. Makes it hard on us at times." (it sounded good anyway) "Nancy Cartrelli", I said. I suppose the fact that he had to pee contributed to his seemingly semi hard on. "Surely you can't be Sue's son. I hear he's a gynecologist." He gave me a boyish grin and sighed. "Nope, Mike's my brother. I'm Jeff, the loser son, he smiled ,' I run an online franchise, but hustle here four hours a day for extra. More

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