Hot Blog: PLEASEBANGMYWIFE PLEASE BANG MY WIFE turned around and saw that Bob had put his feet down. He was eating what looked like a chili dog and fries as he looked at me out of the corner of his eye. I told him that was Jim on the phone and he left his keys at the diner. He muttered something about getting them later. I know it was killing him that I wasn't telling him about what happened in Texas, but it looked as though this was one battle he was determined to win. He just kept smiling at me.
"What, Bob? What are you smiling at?" I asked him with a slightly raised voice.
"Oh nothing," he said as he wiped his mouth and hands and took a drink of his soda.
"You're waiting for me to tell you about Texas, aren't you?" I asked him teasingly, knowing that I couldn't keep the news to myself for long.
"Well, I did talk to Brian but he was pretty vague about things," he said.
"Honestly, Bob, there isn't much to tell," I started. "On second thought, there is," I continued, "I tracked Brian down and we talked for a bit. I apologized to him for pushing him away and told him I had to come back here to get some things straightened out," I said, blushing slightly knowing we did a lot more than just talk.
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