My Friend Becky, Part 3
Becky and I get caught in the act by her hubby.
Two days later I was in the checkout line at the market. Someone behind me kept bumping my ass with their cart. I HATE THAT! Thought for sure it was some wiseass teenager and if it happened again I was going to tell him that he'd better have a note from his mom. Well, it happened again and I quickly turned and said, "Well hi, Alex, how are you Baby Doll?" My anger quickly turned to pleasant surprise. " Sooooo?" Alex began...