A plump-breasted woman with short red hair, much younger than Wendy had imagined, was pacing on the sidewalk in front of the house. She glanced back a... the street, then up at the roof, as though looking for something, somewhere, that could make up her mind for her.She didn't look like a nun. Wearing only a sweatshirt, tight jeans, and battered red tennies, she looked like what she was — a runaway. A black canvas bag, like a duffel, hung from her shoulder. She was obviously on her way. I am usually not so forward and bold but tonight for some reason I kept pushing this issue. So how big is it I asked again now very curious and secretly aroused, I guess I figured Matt brought it up so I should be allowed to ask. Matt still laughing looked at me and said something to Kevin real quick. They both started laughing again. Then Matt said are you really that curious. I said that I didn’t know why I was but that I was just really curious. Matt kind of smirked and said okay if you want. I took the lift and went to their flat and the door was open and I walked in casually.I called out for my aunt but no one replied. I went into the kitchen, I found no one in the house. I walked towards her room and I heard the water running in the washroom and I thought I’ll close it and walked towards the washroom and I found the door was open a bit. I just peeped in and I was shocked to see my aunt in her nighty pulled up until her waist trying to shave her legs with a razor. She was very. Suddenly, out in center field, three bursts of sparks and smoke shot upwards, one after the other - CHUFF! - CHUFF! - CHUFF!Unmistakably, aerial fireworks being launched.There were a few seconds of hushed, expectant, startled silence as the crowd stared upward, their eyes tracking three tiny, dwindling sparks soaring up and up and up into the darkness.Suddenly three fiery chrysanthemums blossomed high overhead, fireballs, glittering, glowing, swiftly expanding and fading spheres of scarlet and.