Michelle sighed. “You remind me of my brother and his man. They are so much in love.” She and Dad left for a walk.
Brian buried his face against Jim’s chest. “She seems really nice, and Dad’s happy around her.”
Jim nodded, then grabbed another piece of chicken, bit into it, and moaned. “You done good.”
It took a while to clean, but they worked as a team and Brian’s headache never fully developed.
* * * *
In the basement at bedtime, they removed their clothes. Jim cried out, “You’re wearing pink panties. Where’d you get them?” Brian started to turn away, but Jim stopped him. “Where’d you get them? Not that catalog for men’s undies?”
“Don’t get mad. I shoplifted two pair from one of the big stores in the mall on the west side last Christmas.”
Jim’s eyes grew big. “You didn’t reallysteal?”
Brian swallowed. “I was too embarrassed to buy them. I grabbed them and ran and have been hiding them under my mattress upstairs.”