The institution also handled the finances of her business. She knew well the path down the large, carpeted oak stairway to the private elevator, down ...urther to the safe deposit box reception desk. Both Carly and Stephen were well known to the personnel there. Yet, Stephen still had to produce his key and appropriate identification. Carly asked if her son would rather she wait outside while he went in the private room where a bank employee would shortly be delivering his box. Stephen told Carly. " Mikey, I've just about had it with you and your attitude towards yoursister. You're walking on very thin ice, young man." Yeah, leave her alone. I think she looks really pretty." Jason saidcoming to my rescue, which really surprised me since I could stillremember him laughing at me during my dance recital."Mom, she's not my sister. She's not even a girl in case you forgot.She's just some freak and you're all oohing and ahhing over her likeshe really is some princess or something. Give me a. ..Naive I know.Anyway this is a story about when me and Tim went out for the evening, Robyn stayed in to catch up on all her favourite soaps, as Tim lived out of town he would be staying in our spare bed which was a normal occurrence, so we said our good byes to Robyn and headed out the door jumped in a cab and went to the nearest boozer, we had a really good night knocking back the pints recommencing about old times, we went back along way both being the same age we had met at school and been. While playing we both fell and I was on top of him there was a silence for a moment and then I got closer to Aron and kissed his cherry lips. He was surprised but he liked it and then he returned the kiss and now we were kissing passionately our tongues were massaging together we kept kissing for a long while then I stopped.Aron: what did you stop for I loved it?Me: you don’t know this is just the beginning there are more things to come.Aron: well show me then.Me: ok then take your underwear.