My husband and the Dinner Date

I was with my husband and we were staying with an affluent single father with three children, twin teenage boys and a girl about thirteen. The single father was going to introduce us to the neighborhood. It was gorgeous. It was a city built on clear, blue water. Dolphins swam through the water streets. The place was beautiful but my husband and I couldn't go anywhere since the place was so guarded.

We had a dinner date with our Fraternity. I woke up late. The dinner date was at 8pm at a restaurant across town. I woke up at 7:30pm. Jesse and I hurried to get ready and then we left the house with the family we were staying with. It was pouring rain outside. We got into the family's van and they took us to the wrong restaurant.

My husband and I didn't realize it was the wrong restaurant until we got there. The father of the family was a waiter there and he thought he was helping. However, he gave us directions to the restaurant Front Page News that we were supposed to be at. He gave us advice that we should be careful while running from one restaurant to another because if we didn't have a pass, we would be fined ... and heavily.

We successfully snuck over to the restaurant we were supposed to be at. Then, the Fraternity told us that they couldn't be seated until we were all there. One of the members said they wouldn't be there until 9pm and the reservation was for 8pm. Some of the restaurant patrons looked at us while we were eventually seated. I learned that they were lobbyists and reporters. They came over to share a tappas/family style dinner with us. However, the restaurant stopped serving food while we were in the middle of dinner since there were SO many people at the table.

My husband and I realized the time and had to excuse ourselves to meet the family back at the other restaurant. When we got there, we were still starving so we sat with the daughter and ate. The twin boys both applied for a job where their dad worked. There was an arcade game in the corner and the boss said that they couldn't work, it was against policy to work with family, unless you were "linked" to a video game. They both raised their hands which showed intricate tattoos and said they were linked. The boss told them to prove it, so both of the sons stepped up to the video game and played it. They both beat the game after linking up with it and playing it Tron style. So, they were able to get a job working with their father.

My husband and I ate the food and had great conversation with the family. Then, we went back to their house to change since the rain soaked us through.

The Fraternity House and The Husband

My husband belongs to a fraternity who owns a house. The house, in it's new glory, was now a newly built six story house. The sixth floor was used as a food/dining hall with restaurants and snack shops. The fifth floor was the president of the chapter's floor. The entire floor was dedicated to him. The fourth floor was set up in a barrack style living arrangement with bunk beds spread throughout the floor. The floors were beautifully done wooden floors. There were closets scattered about in the walls and there was a communal bathroom at the other side of the barrack style living space. The floor was an open room with beautiful windows that were very long in length. The third and second floors were the brother's rooms, for those who had more money. These were set up like dorms. The first floor contained the entertainment area, living room area, and maybe even a kitchen. However, I was on the fourth floor checking out the new communal arrangements when I noticed the windows were open. The pledges were leaning out of the windows smoking. This upset me greatly because it was a brand new house and I wanted them to take care of it. I immediately yelled at them to go outside in the smoker's area to smoke. One of the pledges, a tall, gangly looking guy with sandy blonde long hair and mustache comes up to me and puts his cigarette out in my arm. The pain was intense.