" There are a lot of great colleges around San Francisco," Sandy said hopefully. "In fact, you could even stay at our house until you find someplace. ...We have a big house and I know my mom would love you. I've already told her about you. What do you think?" That's really tempting sweety. You have been far to good to me. I don't deserve it." Yes you do," Sandy said with tears in her eyes. "You have helped me as much as I have helped you. Just talking to you has helped me come closer to closure to. Since I was the one who wanted biscuits, I should be the one to go. If I went, I had to take along a shadow. If I had to take along a shadow, I chose Gwen. I still didn't care for her, but it gave the guys a break from her. At least she was a woman. Not that I don't like men just as well, but her questions just sounded a little less abrasive, than Mike's.After breakfast we decided that we should make noises like a group of religious zealots, since that was our cover story. Mike printed up some. Then after moving, we went over a few years without fucking because of my new job and the way things were we never had a chance to be alone.Just last month Aunty Tina and I started fooling around again. She uses an excuse that she goes to the gym so we can get a cheap hotel room for a few hours and fuck. I am now 24, she is 49, and she taste better than ever. Out of all the girls I slept with, there is no better feeling than screaming OHHH AUNTY TINA is and blowing my load all over or inside my. She was a beautiful woman.Her beauty caused me to pause, not wanting to wake her, yet wanting her to hold her once again.I elected to spend the time before her awakening, enjoying looking at her. I drank in her beauty, and admired the sculpted form of my lover.Amy's face was a picture that I would keep with me, easily reviewed, every time my eyes would close. The memory would replay what I'd seen, without fault.Amy's features were as perfect as she could have made them, if constructing herself..