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“Okay honey, we’ll worry about that when it’s time.” She changed the subject. “Enough about me. What about you? What’s going on in the man department?”
“Nothing mom. You know I’ve been really focused on my career,” I said casually, playing with my phone as I spoke. I had several emails from clients who wanted appointments, including RJ and the Valentine’s Day guy. “I’m not interested in finding love until I find myself a little higher up the corporate ladder. I’m due for a raise very soon if I land enough accounts on the road.”
“Well don’t get too caught up in climbing the corporate ladder. You’re only 24, for crying out loud. You have all your life to be stern and serious. You have a gorgeous figure, big boobs and a beautiful smile. You’re absolutely gorgeous honey. Don’t waste this youthfulness trying to play too hard with the big boys.”
****
Mom and I went and did some light window-shopping while we waited for dad to get off work. My older brothers met up with us at home. When dad arrived, we would all go to the lobster house together for seafood and catch up.
My oldest brother, Caleb, was engaged to his longtime girlfriend. The wedding was planned for June of next year. My other brother, Mark, a programmer, was offered a promotion that would take him to New York City. The extra money would come in handy for him, as he was building his own app business, and he would still be close enough to visit mom and dad whenever they needed to see him.
“How do you like Dallas?” Caleb asked, giving me a bear hug. Like dad, he had brown hair and brown eyes. He tended to be very protective of me.
“I love Dallas. It’s fine. There’s just a lot of Cowboys fans to deal with,” I said. “Everyone knows the Patriots are the best!”
“Are there any hot girls in Dallas?” Mark asked. Did I mention he was more of a bro- grammer instead of programmer? He was a huge flirt, a trait he inherited from mom along with green eyes and blonde hair.
I rolled my eyes. “There are hot chicks everywhere, Mark.”
“Maybe I have to come down for a visit and spend time with my little sis while exploring the big city and southern comforts therein,” he said, a devilish twinkle in his eye.
I groaned. “Must you always be such a rake?”
He shrugged. “I got it honestly. You know flirtation is a specialty of mom’s. Sad that I’m the only one using my rogue charm appropriately.”
He slapped me on the back of my shoulder, playfully taunting me. “Let loose Ame,” he said, referring to his special nickname for me. “You’re pretty, blonde and young. You look like Barbie. Take advantage of it. If I were you, someone else would be paying my bills while I sat around and ate bon bons and salad all day.” He further accentuated his point with a humorous effeminate tone and mannerisms, sashaying around in a circle.
Dinner was awesome. I hadn’t had fresh lobster in forever. Dad was so happy to see me; he ordered shots for everyone, which was pretty awesome considering he wasn’t a fan of any of us drinking.
After dinner, we all congregated at home and caught up on the old times. We watched some reality show where people auditioned to be stars and laughed at all the horrible acts. You could tell some people were deliberately cast on camera to make a fool of themselves. On one hand it had to be humiliating; yet on the other, some people are willing to do anything to be on TV.
****
I received a call from my ex-boyfriend. It had been almost a year since I’d seen him, and to be honest, I still had feelings for him. Our relationship had ended when I needed to move to Dallas. He wasn’t
“Okay honey, we’ll worry about that when it’s time.” She changed the subject. “Enough about me. What about you? What’s going on in the man department?”
“Nothing mom. You know I’ve been really focused on my career,” I said casually, playing with my phone as I spoke. I had several emails from clients who wanted appointments, including RJ and the Valentine’s Day guy. “I’m not interested in finding love until I find myself a little higher up the corporate ladder. I’m due for a raise very soon if I land enough accounts on the road.”
“Well don’t get too caught up in climbing the corporate ladder. You’re only 24, for crying out loud. You have all your life to be stern and serious. You have a gorgeous figure, big boobs and a beautiful smile. You’re absolutely gorgeous honey. Don’t waste this youthfulness trying to play too hard with the big boys.”
****
Mom and I went and did some light window-shopping while we waited for dad to get off work. My older brothers met up with us at home. When dad arrived, we would all go to the lobster house together for seafood and catch up.
My oldest brother, Caleb, was engaged to his longtime girlfriend. The wedding was planned for June of next year. My other brother, Mark, a programmer, was offered a promotion that would take him to New York City. The extra money would come in handy for him, as he was building his own app business, and he would still be close enough to visit mom and dad whenever they needed to see him.
“How do you like Dallas?” Caleb asked, giving me a bear hug. Like dad, he had brown hair and brown eyes. He tended to be very protective of me.
“I love Dallas. It’s fine. There’s just a lot of Cowboys fans to deal with,” I said. “Everyone knows the Patriots are the best!”
“Are there any hot girls in Dallas?” Mark asked. Did I mention he was more of a bro- grammer instead of programmer? He was a huge flirt, a trait he inherited from mom along with green eyes and blonde hair.
I rolled my eyes. “There are hot chicks everywhere, Mark.”
“Maybe I have to come down for a visit and spend time with my little sis while exploring the big city and southern comforts therein,” he said, a devilish twinkle in his eye.
I groaned. “Must you always be such a rake?”
He shrugged. “I got it honestly. You know flirtation is a specialty of mom’s. Sad that I’m the only one using my rogue charm appropriately.”
He slapped me on the back of my shoulder, playfully taunting me. “Let loose Ame,” he said, referring to his special nickname for me. “You’re pretty, blonde and young. You look like Barbie. Take advantage of it. If I were you, someone else would be paying my bills while I sat around and ate bon bons and salad all day.” He further accentuated his point with a humorous effeminate tone and mannerisms, sashaying around in a circle.
Dinner was awesome. I hadn’t had fresh lobster in forever. Dad was so happy to see me; he ordered shots for everyone, which was pretty awesome considering he wasn’t a fan of any of us drinking.
After dinner, we all congregated at home and caught up on the old times. We watched some reality show where people auditioned to be stars and laughed at all the horrible acts. You could tell some people were deliberately cast on camera to make a fool of themselves. On one hand it had to be humiliating; yet on the other, some people are willing to do anything to be on TV.
****
I received a call from my ex-boyfriend. It had been almost a year since I’d seen him, and to be honest, I still had feelings for him. Our relationship had ended when I needed to move to Dallas. He wasn’t
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