"Hello?" I answered the phone after a couple of rings. I had been upstairs reading.
"Raynne, it's Steve. I need your help." Steve was a friend of mine who I frequently had sex with, most times including his room mate. He sounded urgent.
"What's up?" I asked, hoping I wouldn't have to leave the comfort of my home on my day off.
"Alright Dad, you've heard about Jayson and me, now I want to hear about you and that couple in San Diego. I think it's only fair."
You're, right, it's my turn. This goes back, oh, about forty-five years; I was in the navy and as I said stationed in San Diego. I wasn't married to your mother yet, but I was engaged to her. She was living back in Texas and we planned to get married when I got out of the service.