Besides, that's no way for a guy to think about his grandmother!Throwing the door open, he saw his grandmother standing on the front porch, smiling ba...ck at him. Glancing down, he saw that she was holding an overnight case in her hand. He wondered, briefly, what she had in mind, as he stepped back to allow her inside."Ma-maw," he grinned, wrapping his arms around her and giving her a little hug as she stepped by him."Wade, Honey..." she murmured, hugging him back with one arm."So, what brings. It can take several weeks for a communique to go through the examination procedure, and even then points have to be clarified.”“So the length of time of a Congress takes is in direct proportion to the number of communiques issued?”He shook his head. “Not always. The Congress of Vienna dragged on because of boundary disputes. The delegates would probably still be in session if Napoleon had not escaped from Elba, and sent them all scurrying back to their threatened home countries.”“Other than we. Sam, hand me that brush." Myeyes widened as I looked at her in the mirror. "Come on, the brush." Mysister was just as close to it but she was asking me. I did as I was toldand handed her the brush. "One, two, three..." She did that when shebrushed my hair. She counted every stroke. Sometimes forty, sometimesfifty. One night when I had thrown a particular fit about wanting my haircut, she made it to one hundred, handed me the brush, told me to thankher, and then do fifty more myself. I had. You’ll be here for two weeks.”“Okay, if I have to.”Terry looked so good at that moment that I almost changed my mind and fucked her right there and then. But Jennifer and Pam might come back at any moment, so I didn’t.“You should get dressed before your mom gets back.”“I know, but I like having you between my legs like this.”I kissed her again and got up just as we heard the garage door opening.“Oh jeez!” Terry said as she quickly got dressed.- - - - -That night I knew that Terry would show up.