Gramma returned and told Granddad. “Let’s go these young folks need to solve their own messes by themselves, hell most of them are old enough to k...ow better anyway.”“But ... but,” Granddad stuttered.“I said let’s go we got enough going on between us, to let their mess get tangled up in ours.” Gramma stated. Granddad got up and left without further comment.“Be on your toes as I would bet our vacation is over, so pack your stuff so when we leave we won’t have to come back here.” Dad said. When I. That should be a buzz kill all the way around.” “You could be a little nicer about it, Mary. That isn’t a very lady-like thing to say.” said Mrs. Thompson. “I’m not a lady, Mom.” Mary said, for the hundredth time. “Still, one can try.” said Kelli airily. “Even if one is as course as burlap, a little velvet lining soothes the skin.” “Exactly, Kelli, well put.” said Mrs. Thompson. “And if all I got to wear is burlap, I’ll go buck naked instead.” Mrs. Thompson sighed as Kelli and Krista. " But I didn't get anything for you." I protested.She smiled. "Oh yes, you did baby, you gave me your cherry - the best present I could ever receive." I hugged her, feeling in love like never before.As we drove she looked animated, happy and buoyant. She babbled about finally finishing the long haul at RAU, about endings, about beginnings. I felt a sadness creeping over me, stealing into my glow.We said goodbye briefly, which surprised me. We stood at my car and hugged. She said "Look after. He worked his hips furiously to please and satisfy Ernest just as he did with me and probably did with others before. I kissed Maggie’s face several times, and then her breasts and shoulders as I thrust in and out of her slippery gash.The look on Maggie’s face was pure delight, in fact, as if she found in me the lover of her dreams. Granted, she didn’t have a frame of reference other than her rather chubby husband, to whom she had been basically sold in lawful matrimony. At least I was younger.