Darlene Goes Quilting
Darlene Goes Quilting By Ricky The evening was almost over. Jenny and I were just sort of hanging out at her place, pretending to watch TV while we really just wanted to touch each other. Not much conversation, in the months we had been seeing each other we had started to run out of new stories. Not that we needed to be talking, it just felt good to be together. I was trying to overcome my lethargy enough to get up and go home, but not working too hard at it, when the phone...