..Come here Boys and give Gramma a kiss hello!"Being the youngest,Ralphie went first. Gramma engulfed him between her breasts and kissed him deeply,wh...le fondling his penis and nutsack. Even tho he was only el even years old,She and Ralphie could look into each other's eyes. Before letting him go,I watched her spread his asscheeks and tickle his asshole,making him giggle.Then it was the triplet's turn. They were almost thi rteen. Willie,Steven and Bradley stood in a line holding hands. "Who's. I cried in almost a wail of anguish as the boy I was, wasnow dead. Like Robin my sister, had been the boy and had suddenly died inmy arms. Abigail held me as best as she could, but my pain broke her. Asmuch as she wanted to hold me and comfort me, it had been too soon sinceher own change to be able to handle the emotional roller coaster we werenow sharing. I didn't hear the pounding on the door, but it was an escapethat Abigail took as she leaped to the door and opened it before pushingpast. She was so innocent about “such things” I found out later that just a week before the wedding, her foster mother found out she had never established birth control for herself. She just didn’t think about it…the thought of getting pregnant never crossed her mind. Now, I am a normal guy, I just grew up being taught strong moral beliefs. Holly lost her parents at an early age and grew up in foster homes. These families also held strong moral beliefs, and she and I…well…we just never got “involved”. “What’ll you have sweetie?” “Bud Light, please.” “You got it……2 bucks.” I fished out 3, leaving it with a “Thanks.” “Is it always so dead in here?” “Yeah, on a Sunday after a long holiday? Yea, deader than shit.” “That’s too bad.” “Why’s that? “ “Don’t know, guess I was just hoping to find some trouble.” He laughed. “Sweetie, you’re in the wrong kind of bar for that!” At this point, I guess I should introduce my self. My name is Darla. I’m 5’3’, 118 lbs. I have dirty blonde hair, just.