Backup Plan
I don’t hear back from her by the time I get to the restaurant, and Stacey texted to say they got lucky and got a table right away.
I go in, finding Stacey and her mom in the back.
“Sam, hi!” Stacey waves, standing from her chair. I hold up my hand, letting her know I see her, and come over.
“Hi,” I say, and she steps right in for a hug. She presses her breasts up against me, and I can tell she’s not wearing a bra.
“Mom,” Stacey says, sitting back down. “This is Sam. He’s a doctor. Sam, this is my mom.”
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