I could not get over how friendly these people were. Of course, I didn’t make it any secret that I liked hanging with Amista. Over the week and a ha...f, we had become what I would call friends, and I stayed close to her. My mom had wandered off to mingle with old friends.I watched couples flirt and leave holding hands. As the night wore on, couples were making out as they danced. I smiled when I saw a woman kissing a young boy as he felt her up. She must have had a few too many pineapple punch. During dinner we talked and I realized that we had a lot in common. When she finished eating, Christie put her plate in the sink, and then as she passed behind her mother she tipped her chair back really far scaring the shit out of her. As she went back her arms flew out to try and balance herself and her legs shot out from under the table to also keep her from going over. As Annette’s legs spread it was quite obvious that she was not wearing panties and that her dress was shorter than I had. They had a contract to sell and deliver supplies to the miners, including beef. Her oldests’ husband, our friend Bob, would freight the supplies bought through our partnership. Zeke and I tried to give it to them but Em had a fit. “It was mostly your money that got us here. You’re good luck boys and I want to hang on to that. If you like I can plough your shares back into the company and send you financial statements twice a year, but I ain’t lettin’ you pull out.”Her second oldest daughter and. "I want you fuck me!" she whispered into my ear, her hot breath flowing down my neck."Jesus Christ...you are giving me fucking huge boner, and Gran and Oma are right there!" I hissed."They have seen your dick before, you know," she teased. "They were all talking about in the kitchen, even your aunts." What?" She laughed. "They said they had all changed your diapers and all agreed that you had a pretty big willy... for a baby."She continued her teasing, "Gran and Oma argued about which Grandpa.