Suddenly my info storage that I'd nearly forgotten about made its little attention signal inside my head and popped up a map again. Fuck, I'd forgotte...n all about the map. I hadn't mentioned it to Carl when it came up the first time. I almost did but he got me sidetracked and I'd just forgotten about it. The map it was showing me now had dozens of red dots scattered around but they weren't the little towns that popped up, the towns were marked in gray and named.I wished I knew what the dots. At least I thought so!I loved to display my budding blessings in my string bikinis. I wore a different one every day, and they seemed to be getting skimpier and skimpier--or was I just a "growing girl"? In any case, I enjoyed strutting around the house giving my aunt quite a show of my budding breasts and my barely covered bottom. I suspected that although Aunt Betty had been married, she also appreciated the beauty of other women, and might have even tasted the fruits of Lesbos at some point. I, of course, knew exactly what she meant and I decided right then I wouldbe prepared. So I went into the top drawer of my desk in the mailroom andretrieved a plastic bottle of lube. I went into the bathroom and went intoa stall and lubed my asshole for Shannon. Now granted she said she MIGHTneed more than a blowjob but I wanted to be prepared just in case.Just as I was done sorting and delivering the mail, I heard the meetingbreaking up. Since there was no disheveled clothing or messed up. Meanwhile, I was thinking of not to take any advantage of her tonight.We reached home. As I enter the home. She hugged me from the back. Even though I needed it badly, I controlled. Stopped her, told her that I don’t want to take advantage of a drunken girl. She said, she is in her conscious, she knows what she is doing. I asked, are you sure. She got really pissed off, slapped me on my face and said ‘are a really a man!!’ Then she moved inside her room.I got angry, went to her room, pushed her.