“Tell you what,” my husband said. “Leave the TV. When we come to visit, we'll bring it with us." "No way!" My son jumped out of the car and sto...d by the door. “That’s like two months without . . .” "What else can we do, Son?” Our son stared at the front seat for a moment. “Mom can sit on my lap,” he announced. “What! Are you k**ding?” my husband said. “It's a three and a half hour drive to Ithaca." "I know, but Mom doesn't weigh much. What do you say, Mom?” I thought about it for a moment.. ”“What on earth for?”“A little problem with the Coast Guard.” He said, “You didn’t answer my question. Who is throwing the party?”“Summer folk ... and a bunch of guys from Central Michigan and Ferris State.” Then her mind caught up, “Coast Guard?”“Never mind ... Who is coming?” Burt was a bit stern. Didn’t phase Missy one iota.“Everybody. All the High School kids ... everybody canceled the dance at Houghton. It’s gonna be the party of the century. The councilors from that new resort, SanSouCie. I took this golden chance and moved my head slowly towards her boobs. I touched her boobs with my head and I can feel her bra. I can’t resist myself and touched her boobs with my hand. As soon as I touched it she woke up and saw me in anger. She then looked at the mom who was sleeping, pushed me and left the room. I was in fear and guilty. I thought that she will tell this to mom or dad when he returns. The whole day I did not talk to her. In night she does not say anything to dad or mom. I am. So, they’ve gone off and left me alone with Ernie. she thought. Well, what the hell, I was very much alone with him last night. I wonder if he’s as thirsty as I was? She drew another glass for the sleeping Ernest. Should I wake him up, or let him sleep? She debated the question for a minute or two before finally deciding he might be dehydrated as she had been. So, she opted to take the glass of water to his room and look in to see if he might be awake. At least, that was the way she.