Dad stumbled in, his sister glued to his chest. Aunt Cindy had her thighs wrapped around Dad's back, her arms around his neck. He pulled his mouth fre...e of hers. "Sorry. Didn't realize anyone was here." Aunt Cindy stared between my legs. "Oh my sweet fucking lord," she said. "You didn't tell me your son was carrying that kind of package, Gus." "I didn't know he was," Dad said. Cindy dropped to the floor and straightened her dress. It was short, just barely covering her ass. I wasn't sure if I'd. ’ Demetri realized they were both being pursued and persuaded by very different yet frightening creatures. Some were on the outside peering into our souls. But the ones already within us were far more formidable. He wondered who was worse off, feeling fairly certain he knew. Surely George had a list of issues to address but was there a comparison to be made? ‘When does it happen? Is it too late for me now? Am I gay? What if I called her to ask her out on a date? Would it mean I’ve been. She looked up as he passed, and he thought that she was in her mid-thirties, not bad looking, but with rather a wide mouth, a small nose and bright blue eyes, which gave him a distinct smile as he passed."It's a bit hot for gardening" he said, slowing down by her garden gate." You bet" she replied, "but it's got to be done, otherwise the weeds take hold and in no time it's a mess". "Why don't you get your husband to do it?" he asked. "I don't have a husband" she replied, "and my partner is away. It wasn’t long before she was screaming from the Himalayas. “Oh fuck, John!” She gripped the seat of the stool as her entire body went into convulsions. After she was finished she looked down at me and stroked my hair. “That was great.” “I think I enjoyed that as much as you did.” Sam looked into the street. There were people watching us. “Should we close the blinds?” “No. We’ll keep them open for now.” She got up from the stool, put her back against the pane and looked at me strait faced. “OK.