She told me that be wearing a red cocktail dress and she has curly blond hair. I told her that I would meet her at eight and that I would be wearing a... black suit carrying red roses. I got to the restaurant at eight and looked for my date. She saw me and gestured for me to come to her. When I got close enough to see her face I was shocked by who was waiting. It was my aunt Jessica. She was shocked as well. "you're lover_girl?" "you're thegentleromantic?" "this is awkward." I said. "tell me about. So I think I will." She quickly catches Pixie' s legs as she tried to clamp them shut. She gentle opens the tattered dress and exposes all of Pixie' s delights for her eyes to feast upon. Perfectly shaped C cups with little pink nipples that are standing up like pencil erasers greet her eyes as she moves down Pixie' s body. Without the Super tight dress holding her in her stomach is nicely shaped like a regular woman instead of that 4 inch waist she is always trying to show off like an. "I folded my arms, smiling, looking her over again. "Ten miles of bad road, huh? Sounds as if you have a harrowing, death-defying tale to tell." Well, I -- " Her easy smile had faded, and she turned away from me slightly, her eyes dropping. "Not really, no." She tucked her lower lip under her teeth, and she seemed perplexed. "Well..."I squinted at her. "I, uh, did I say something wrong?" Oh, I -- Nuthin'. Yew know, long story. Same story as ever'body, I guess." She gave a small laugh. "I was. While we ate both need Ned and Rick rubbed their feet over my feet and up my legs very gentle. As the dinner went on, one or the other would reach under the table and caress my leg running their hand up my leg reaching the edge of my short black skirt. After dinner we moved into the kitchen to “Do Dishes” or so they said, they wanted me to sit and visit while they did dishes. So we went into the kitchen, on the counter there was containers of different sizes. I.