She was also scared to see what my and Brantley’s parents would do.Poor Brantley did not have anything to wrap himself in; he had to just go back na...ked to the house since his clothes were in there.“Okay, this is totally embarrassing,” Brantley announced.“You think?” I turned and said to him in a very bitchy tone.“God, your mom and dad are going to think that I am a slut,” Missy said, turning red as she did.“Let’s just go and hear the lecture. No longer prolonging the inevitable,” I said and. Late night after having dinner, my uncle and other 2 relative cousin brothers slept in the hall. My aunty, her son and I slept inside in a separate room (that was an old house and there was no separate bedroom as such). My aunty slept in the middle. On her left side, I slept.As she has seen me from the kid, there was no reason for her or uncle to think twice to allow me to sleep there. After all, I am still like a kid for them. That night for the first time, I started fantasizing my aunty. I. . and I was standing next to her." In the blue dress? That was you?" You are good, aren't you?" I remember looking at you, and thinking that you were unfamiliar. But I'm afraid the beer was getting to me, and I had to go sit down. I should have said hello." Oh, that's alright. Listen, I hope you don't mind, but I've been doing some checking." Checking? About what?" Well, you actually. I found out that you have had four girlfriends in the last couple of years, and that you still..." What? How. Putting on his beatup old terrycloth robe, he walked barefoot down the hall and paused at the door to his father's room.Pressing his ear to the panel, he could barely make out the whispering inside, and drew back quickly. Lorena had scored, that was certain; she was talking with the old man now, and nobody was raising hell. That left the next move up to him, so he went on to his mother's bedroom and quietly opened the door.The bedside radio was playing softly, and its dial light was the only.