She lived two doors down from the house. She was in her fifties, widowed for a couple of years and decent looking. Most of all, she had big tits, prob...bly at least a 34D or bigger.As everyone was deserting the "Sunshine State," Pamela stopped me as I was walking Junior."Excuse me, are you and Junior leaving?" she asked."Nope, we are going to ride out the storm. I got enough food, beer, wine and water. We should be able to weather the storm. Why?" Well, I cannot afford to leave and have nowhere. Getting stoned on marijuana isn’t the life-threatening evil it’s made out to be in the movie Reefer Madness.” Dad stopped to chuckle, “It’s on YouTube, I should show it to you.” He dropped the smile, “If I had found coke, crack, or a meth pipe in your stash, you’d be in a rehab center right now. Look what happened to your mother after she got fucked up on crack, it will be another 11 months before she can come home. No, girl, I’m not mad, in fact, now I can get stoned with you, not hide it like. This wasn’t the first time he had looked down her top, but this time she caught him and stood up, then made her way to her desk and sat down. “So tell me how long it has been, you know with the wife.” “Excuse me.” “Let me put it another way, how long has it been since you got laid.” “I don’t know, perhaps a couple of months.” a big smile came on her face, then she got up and sat on the edge of her desk. “that’s nothing at all, its been 2 years since anyone invaded me, who wants to touch an old. Entsetztsch?ttelte ich den Kopf und murmelte leise eine Entschuldigung. "Dassind 10 Strafpunkte!" bellte sie geradezu und ich sagte mit hochrotemKopf: "Danke Herrin! Ich bitte um Entschuldigung, Herrin!" ?brigensentschied ich mich f?r den franz?sischen Salatteller.Ein Irrtum meinerseits bestand darin, dass ich glaubte, die spezielle,nicht allt?gliche Beziehung zu Tante Hilda vor der ?ffentlichkeitweitgehend verbergen zu k?nnen. Das hei?t, nach den Vorkommnissen in derletzten Zeit, war ich.