God, she remembered, she had only to look upon the drudge who was her mother, a woman unbelievably aged beyond her thirty-five years to find justifica...ion in the way she had run off.Keel had told her he was not married; she hadn't believed him. Anyway, that had been unimportant; all that mattered was getting to Boston where she could meet a nice American boy and marry him. How many nights she'd dreamed such fantasies... a pretty little house with flowers around it, an automobile of their own,. “I think I’ve forgottenabout her.” Aunt Noelle’s eyebrows lifted. “I, uh,sorta met someone else tonight. We haven’t really_met_, just talked on the phone, but, uh, it’s a littlehard to describe, I guess — ” Christ, why was Itelling her all this?She stood up. Her face was pale and her green eyes hadgone misty. “Someone who’s been thinking about you fora long time?” she said in a soft whispery voice.“Someone you. I asked if this was a bad time, but she ensured me it was OK and ushered me in. I asked her what was wrong and she told me that she had found out her husband had been cheating on her (I never liked the guy, he was always a jerk and constantly hit on my mother). I wasn't surprised but said i was sorry. To my delight, she hugged me tightly, squishing her tits up against my chest. This was too much for my dick to handle and i felt an erection stir almost immediately.After a while of this tight. At least that was the theory; it seldom seemed to work that way in practice.After a pleasant afternoon of seeking out the small collectibles and old books they both liked, they made their way back to the hotel for a late afternoon cup of tea. Dumping their purchases in their bedroom, they had come back downstairs and were now sitting in the reception room, where a log fire burned quietly in the fireplace. They waited for a member of staff to appear. Eventually one of the receptionists appeared,.