I don't care who he is. He's invited to Christmas dinner too."I sat there. I looked at Dad."Don't you look at your father like that, young man!" she s...apped. "I told you to go get your aunt. Now move!"I jumped up, and glanced at Dad who tossed his head toward the door. He looked pretty grim. I decided getting out of the house might be a good idea just about then. My dad could deal with my mom. Besides ... I liked driving in the snow. It was exciting.I knew where Aunt Wendy's house was, of. We entered the movie theater, and bought tickets for some random movie playing at 12:30PM. The previews of the movie started, and the theater darkened. We were the only ones in that theater, and chances were since it was a random Monday afternoon, there probably would not be too many people wandering into the theater. We sat all the way in the back row, just in case some one did actually come into the theater. It turned out, only an old couple came into the theater, and sat all the way in the. Jo enjoys nothing more than exposing her tits “by accident” in public places. In “Boyz To Men In The RV”, when Jo, Dave and I met for lunch at a mall near their home, we ran into three college age boys who were seated across from our table. Jo was more than happy to spread her legs so as to give the boys a wonderful shot of her tight, shaved pussy. She doesn’t wear panties in public unless absolutely necessary. She also made sure they saw a LOT of tit. But, as we left the restaurant and ran. ’ ‘Froo. I really like that. Mind if I call you that?’ and he smiled across at her. ‘My name’s Mikhail, Misha for short. I was named after my Russian Great Grandfather who along with his four brothers walked out of Russia on foot at the start of the last century and immigrated to the States.’ Russian heritage, she thought, so that’s where he gets his incredible colouring and strong looks from. Francesca sat and looked across the table at him, taking in his lovely eyes, bright and clear, his.