What else could I say? “They’re big aren’t they?” I looked up at her helplessly. She was grinning back at me quite proudly.“Yes they are a...ren’t they? My husband always loved them.” I assumed she was either no longer married or her husband had died and I found out later that she was divorced. “He said they were my best point…or points as he used to say!” She laughed again and her breasts quivered before my eyes.“It’s still quite hot in here isn’t it?” She said quietly. I hadn’t noticed any. "Hi uncle Jason," said Lissa somewhat distractedly, not looking up from her comics.Denise offered me coffee, and I said I'd get some as soon as I got out of the shower. And as I walked past I realized that both were still in their sleepwear: Denise had on a matching set of silken, olive green real old-fashioned pajamas, while Lissa was in one of those long t-shirts so common with girls as sleepwear. I wondered if both of them were truly pantiless and braless beneath, but decided to defer closer. Not to say she was happy with her currentattire, a sweat drenched shirt and pants that don't stay up. Grabbing ahold of a belt loop she stumbled out of the car, leaving behind a pairof oversized, at least for her, shoes.______________________________________________________________________Making her way back to the apartment, Selene crept quietly so as not toattract unwanted attention. Slipping back inside the comfort of theapartment, she laid down on the couch staring out the window. She. She says it will do both of us good. I asked her to join us but she said she wants us to get acquainted. She's gone out to hoe in the garden."Susie guessed she should not drink a second cup of the tea, considering how the first had dissolved her inhibitions. But Rita had suggested it and she trusted Rita, so she sipped it and lit another cigarette from the pack on the shelf, using the ash tray Phil had placed on the floor between them.He said, "I've tried Gwen's yoga. But it makes me nervous,.