Ronnie was also officially dubbed at birth Veronica which sounds a lot classier than plain old Ronnie, but was too close for comfort to a popular cart...on character with dubious moral standards and sexy clothing. We both belonged to the P.A.L. because it was the only club in our less than snazzy neighborhood in downtown Manhattan. Our Uncle was a bigwig Police Department mucky-muck but he generally stayed away from us because he had a reputation to uphold. Our mom was a widow, at least she told. Kettie stayed outside all of the time and I just went in to get beers. I got Brendan a can of Coke and at one point he went in and sat in my back porch and smoked a joint. After our 2nd beer we strolled back to the pool with just another hour before the bar opened. That meant Brendan had to leave, but he WAS way underage and no matter how old he looked or mature he was, he had to leave.Kettie and I stayed until around 7 when Joshua showed up and they had to leave to discuss "business". I had. Teach 'em how to drink and take a pecker up the ass ... just like the Catho-lice ... and telling them it was all in the name of god ... except nobody in charge knew the name of that deity and they for sure never read his book.For awhile Junior had kept half an eye on the Country and the United Nations had a peacekeeping force at the Princessapality ... until he met a sweet Swede, married her and moved to Sweden.Well, it came to pass that the call went out to the American people to be registered. She stopped her chastisement as quickly as she started it and I couldhear her breath coming in rapid gasps from the sheer physical effort ofwhat she had done or was it from the enjoyment she had experienced bydoing it.I felt more than saw her hands on the desk either side of me, her hipsagainst my legs as she pulled herself forwards and upward until she wasrubbing herself against my bottom.Her hands slid around my chest, her fingers feeling for my nipplesbeneath my clothes, which even though.