" It's going to be hard for us to get along nephew, especially if you keep on thinking that you are funny." First you insult my cooking, and then you ...et mad when I don't ask you to move in with me. You sure are a bit sulky for an Indian. Come for some stew in the morning, or don't, it's all the same to me. If you want to try your hand at making some bread, I've got some preserves laid by that my Aunt Persis put up. It's strawberry flavored, and it would go good on some fresh bread. If you want. I had bought a sparkly white, kneelength party dress that flared out at the skirt and had a flimsy, silvermaterial that draped over the top of the skirt (very girlie), a floaty,yellow summer dress (and a yellow Alice hair band to go with it) and aform fitting, black strapless dress that had a pencil skirt (verymature, although I'm not sure my parents would let me wear it, we shallsee).We were almost back at the bus stop when we both stopped dead in ourtracks. The shop in front of us was Paris. On the walk back to the car, John's pumps got the better of him, sohe pulled them off and walked barefoot on the sandy grass surroundingthe parking lot. Now, being two inches shorter without his heels, andRose, already two inches taller than him AND wearing VERY high heels,John found himself substantially smaller than either of hiscompanions.Rose threw her arm around his shoulders, emphasizing her superiorheight. "You had fun, didn't you?"He nodded."Being a girl isn't so bad, is it?" No. I. " Aren't you nice. Thanks. I'm glad you like it. After all, we're 'kissin' cousins, I guess." "Well, why aren't we 'kissin', then?" and I stand up, put my arms around her and give her a nice, long kiss. Her lips were soft and pliant, Amy knows how to kiss."It's nice being 'kissin' cousins," I said as I kissed her again, this time with my tongue gently probing her warm, eager mouth. I slid my hands up under her nighty and caressed her back as we kissed. She was certainly responding to my kiss.