We’d talk while she sewed, or read the paper, or watched the soap operas. She liked the soaps, but she liked hearing about how I was, and about what...I was thinking even more. When I was still in school, Greatma regularly inquired about what I was learning. It was special because I know she really cared, and was genuinely interested. Talking with Greatma was a definite perk of going out there. She’d offer advice, or have a word of wisdom, or even a joke for absolutely anything. She never. My head was still a little woozy. I wondered whether the smoke I'd inhaled earlier had added to the uninhibited way I'd let them fuck me.I could see him through the open door and the sight of his manhood swinging between his legs was registering a response between my thighs. I'd never liked conceited, overconfident guys before, but I was practically gagging for him to fuck me again."Didn't I tell you?" Tori good-humouredly murmured in my ear. "He's full of shit, but that cock is something. Was that a real question or were you just flirting?" I inquired as I moved to sit at her side."I was serious. I wanted to know if you would make love to me." Alice's face took on a reddish tint as she blushed. "Dennis, will you make love to me tonight?" Be honest. You are a lesbian, and I'm an old fart. Why would you want to have sex with me?" I asked.She looked at me in silence for the longest time before answering. "I am concerned about my daughter."It was my turn to be surprised. "What does. "That is if you are done with both your sandwich and embarrassing everybody at the table," he said."I don't know why you would be embarrassed, Uncle Marlin," Tess replied with a devilish grin while placing her plate in the sink. "It's your name they are mostly yelling." With that she ran outside heading for the road."I swear, Marlin Cranson," Teresa shook her head. "I don't know if you've taught that little hellion too much, too little or just enough." She does have a sense of humor, doesn't.