Now, try on your top.”“I thought you did not wear bras here,” Aiko grumped as she pulled the top over her head. “At least I am permitted that....”“ ... For the time being,” Kei responded. “The women here only wear them when outsiders are present, as there will be tonight. Jeff has invited his team as well as the Security officers. Of course, you may go without your bra until then if you wish,” Kei said with a grin.Aiko, who always wore a bra, glared at her daughter. “I have no idea what you mean. "Davy, you're falling behind." Pa was a stickler for getting the work done first and on time. Play was for after the work was all done "Also, you might want to save some milk for the bucket," which was his not too subtle way of hinting as how I had better get back to work."Sorry, Pa," I said, not really too sorry."I'm sorry, Uncle Walter," Sam said, though she didn't know what she had apologized for."Lets get the rest of the chores done, Davy," Pa told me and we went to the milk shed to run the. She knew from the outside that some people laughed at that but she considered it adorable and extremely sexy; part of her midget fetish.She kissed her warmly getting a passionate response as her fat little arms cradled her neck. She reached for that perfect ass, caressing and digging her fingers into the supple flesh. She was surprisingly cooperative twisting and churning her chunky body in response to One-eight-six?s roving hands. They French kissed for a while until she lifted her onto her. I looked at her but her eyes slid away from contact."Carl," my aunt said, the tone of her voice sending a leaden sinker plummeting into my stomach.Why did I feel there was something wrong?"I ... I need to talk to you," Aunt Jean said, decidedly awkward, as though not wanting the conversation, but feeling it necessary.She lifted her knitted shoulder bag from where it hung by its long handle from the back of a wooden, ladder-backed chair, one of four arranged around the table. I watched her.