Go with that color, there." Aunt Rose pointed with her chinto a pastel pink. "Yes, Auntie."Aunt Rose began winding up James' hair in the curlers, soon... leaving himwith a headful of prickly plastic cylinders. "Sit up now, prim andproper." She wrapped his head in a silk cloth. His hands were leftsplayed out, the pink polish drying. After an hour of girlish smalltalk, Aunt Rose declared his hair finished and took the curlers out,James' hair springing back up tightly. Aunt Rose drew the brush. Aik din aunty nay mujay subah kay time bulaya aur main un kay ghar chala giya aunty nay kaha ye soda la do bazar se main soda le aya aunty nay kaha beto yahan main atee hon aur muskura kar chali gaye pir mujay awaz dee kitchen main aunty aik stool kay ooper khadi tee ooper chat par safai kar rahee tee main ander giya aunty stool par khadi tee mujay kaha sunny zara ye stool mazbote se pakro main ooper safai karti hon aunty seema ooper khadi tee uss k hips niklay huye te main nay stool pakra. She had on a short micro mini, that barely covered her ass, no panties, light black stockings, garter belt, ankle strap "fuck me" spiked heels and a pushup bra that exposed nearly all of her big, juicy, forty inch chest. Her hair was all teased up and she had on a heavy coat of makeup, with shiny lip gloss over her luscious cocksucking lips and a light scent of perfume. She totally looked the part of a whore. My cousin Eddie was gonna go crazy when he saw how slutty my mother was dressed.I told. I'll watch the kids."I acted reluctant at first, "Are you sure? My kids can walk...would be good for them." No, no," Gretchen insisted, "Our cars are like a mile away. Go on with Shawn and I'll stay here." The other parents agreed (none of them had such crappy parking spots), so Shawn and I set off, carting various beach stuff and chatting about innocent topics.Once we reached my car, he climbed in with me. Instantly, his hands were all over me, his lips on mine, hungry and tasty. As always.