''Well, best to get this show on the road. Let's see, who would be a good first glance crew? Hum, how about Stanley and Mitch? No one - with a contemp...rary world view - would ever mistake an Uncle and his Nephew for Super Spies. Maybe hold Peter and Edith in reserve status for backup, because while Peter could spot the tiniest clue, Edith - on the other hand - could smell one a half mile away. I swear, sometimes I think she should have been a copy editor for a publisher, with six parts. I knew he could see me, it was as if we had a secret pact, he fucked her and I got off on it, standing on the stairs fingering myself, being primed by him for our unspoken unison, which, as I watched, would be soon, only I would be better than her, as I was tighter and younger, and had no illusions about where he could put it, my sister only liked it in the front, he told me once, and sworn to secrecy never to admit to knowing it, I replied, admitting I was curious, not being direct and coming. It wasn't particularly filthy -- a dead elephant in the living room stinks, so you get rid of it -- but it wasn't neat and tidy.I had no early indication that Beatrice noticed anything at all.We went from my couch, which was reasonably clean, to my unmade bed -- and if Beatrice had anything to say about it, I didn't hear it. By then, I was doing something I really hadn't messed with on the first pass -- I was up close and personal with her puffy pussy! She really didn't have a lot of hair on. I told her how I had always been single. We got really frank. She started showing me her childhood photos, we were sitting very close to each other now.Unintentionally, her left boob was pressing against my right arm. I felt a bulge in my jeans. I controlled myself somehow. We then had dinner and sat together again to watch a movie. Halfway through the movie, she slept on my shoulders. Ah, now I had the chance, I slightly removed her saree from her breast area, and saw huge cleavage. I could.