A week before my trip to London, I told Karl my aunt had called from London and wanted me to visit her the following week. She was going to have minor...surgery and would need help for about a week. A close friend and neighbor was helping, too, but my aunt wanted me there for the surgery and her first few days at home. Karl did not question it. Karl replied for me not to worry, he would take care of everything around the farm. He said he was more than capable. He also said he would wash and check. She could see the Indians falling, shot, all around her.Suddenly to Blackmen, in Army Blues, were running towards her. Once they had reached her, they draped a blanket over her body and proceeded to cut her down from her perch. Once on the ground, Colleen found that she couldn't stand by herself and had to be helped to safety by the two Negroes.One of them, she wasn't quite sure, coped a feel of her firm buttocks. With their weapons drawn, the Cavalry men led Colleen to a predetermined. Yep I sure do. Then she asked me for a favor. Can you get please check the mail for me at the end of the drive way if you have time? I said sure. So I Walked to the mail box and as I was walking away I heard the door close and I turned around and she was gone. TBC I get the mail and just being nosey I see a plus size clothing magazine which featured some lingerie. Instant hard on. I knocked on the door and no answer so I knocked again and nothing at all. Instead of waiting I walked in the house. Giggling, she feigned to slap me but instead took my face between her hands again. ‘Fool! Oh Paulie, I seem to have a special talent for hurting you, don’t I. C’mere, let me kiss it better.’ She pulled my head gently towards hers and placed a tender kiss on my temple. Her jasmine perfume filled my nostrils. Behind her, Jim gave me a filthy leer and raised his whisky tumbler to me in mock salute. Releasing me, Jen put an arm round my waist, gave me an affectionate squeeze and left. Oh shit, I.