Mrs. K spent her whole summer away from her husband these days. She would go for a little quicky with Buck when he pulled in at the summit siding. Whe...n Dave and Ted arrived the train had just headed back down the mountain with Buck and one of the Brakemen. Mrs. K was busy cleaning Buck's sperm and his famous bear grease lubricant off of her breasts in the bathroom. She had previously made some hints to Dave, since he was away from his spouse too. Today Dave had other sexual visions clouding his. ” ---------------- I have sort of always lived in a rather chaotic family: My father, whom I often refer to as ' the asshole', had left my mother and me when I was in my early teens. Yes, I was fourteen, I think. He had found a barely legal slut during his midlife crisis and ran off with her. It only lasted a few months after all. Serves him right, but that's totally different story. Anyhow... Guess what? His running off was a huge problem. My mother had been running the house while the asshole. Yet!The men showing up "dressed" would be the ones interviewed first, Susanemphasized "strongly" in that call that Steve's aunt Pat took. Susanoutlined what those "best" looks should be and Steve's aunt Patunderstood. Steve's aunt Pat understood what dressed meant, so when sheasked for suggestions from Susan she took those down in detail. Everylast detail as it happens. Steve's aunt was going to make very sure hernephew not only got that interview but if they were looking for cute,adorable,. She grabbed her bag, kissed me and said she’d be back by twelve.I heard the front door close and then waited a few minutes to give her a chance to come back for anything she might have forgotten, before looking on the floor for the clothes she had been wearing the night before. Unusually, they had not been left there, so, already trobbing with excitement, I went into the bathroom to check the laundry basket.My hands were trembling with excitement as I lifted her silky satin blouse I still.