"Fine," I said. "We like pizza." "That's good, but I was talking about your fuck!"Angela burst into tears again. "Was it that bad?" Aunt Millie asked...."It looked pretty good from where I was standing. You must have enjoyed it Honey. Your pussy was leaking everywhere."Finally, Angela looked up from her plate. She turned to me for an answer, but I had none. Why weren't we getting chastised? Why wasn't she calling our Mom or the police or somebody?"Aunt Millie was smiling at us. "Well now, you. ------------------------"Sure. Come on over." he said.------------------------"Holy shit, this is actually happening?" I asked myself.------------------------"What's your address?" I asked, not having been to his house yet.------------------------ He told me his address which turned out to be only about a 30-40 minute drive from my house.------------------------"Just let me know when you leave." he said.------------------------"Alright,. ’ ‘Oh shame! People around here do like to gossip. Mind you, gossip has already started. The long-lost scion of the Chandlers coming back to restore the family estates. Now that is fuel for conjecture.’ ‘Well actually I am not really the scion of the Chandlers. My great grandfather was from the wrong side of the blankets.’ ‘Yes, you mentioned that. I thinks we had some as well.’ ‘I think from what I have found out that there were many scandals in the Chandler family. I didn’t think the Swinson. Now Johns Dad had a HUGE collection of porn! He was a trucker and was on the road for weeks at a time. When he came home he always had a huge stack of new stuff. John was well aware of the capital he was sitting on and was stingy with it. But since he had the biggest collection he could be. I called him first because he had the best stuff and I could determine how good my books were by how he reacted. I had looked at the two hardcore magazines enough now that the newness had worn off. I was.