I was so embarrassed that I avoided seeing my sister for the rest of the week.Later that week, my sister and I found ourselves home alone and we made ...mall talk. Christmas was a few weeks away and she asked me if I wanted anything in particular. Our conversation put me at ease because I got the impression that she didn’t look at the CD. Maybe she just saw it there, assumed it was mine and didn’t open it. I let my guard down and the awkwardness slowly went away. It was a cold and nasty day, no. Add to that the fact that money was tight and I was struggling to bring up a young child and the visits just petered out. After your dad died, your granny seldom made the trip south. It seemed to be up to me to keep the link alive." Would it offend you if I made enquiries to see if my grandmother was still alive when I go up to Scotland to live?" I asked."Not at all my son, I knew when I gave you that locket that it would open the door to this kind of response. If she is, you can tell her that. " Enjoying the difference?" Enjoying being in New York. I will say that I did more typing for Mr. Warren, and less filing." Well, insurance sales involves a huge amount of filing. You realize that the company keeps as many records as we do. So do the customers, if they are sensible -- not that most of them are. Anyway, I don't have much typing to do which doesn't involve taking dictation." I know Gregg. I took it in school." Maybe I'll test you out. Enjoying the work otherwise?" The work is. And you better be grateful.” I laughed.I couldn’t help but notice some vestiges of the action on her face. “Hey, you have got some cum on the corner of your lips”, I said. “Do I?”, she said and licked it off as if it was Hershey’s spread. We laughed.“Oh, I am sorry,” some girl was standing, facing us in the corner. “I didn’t know you were busy, sorry I’ll come back later, I am sorry” and with this, this girl ran away. It was Kashish.Mahika looked at me. “Hey douche bag,” she said, “You do know.