We squeezed into one row. It was tightand I was on the end. I had been very conscious of smoothing my dressunder me as I sat and now was focusing on ...eeping my legs together. Acouple of the men had been checking out both mine and Jordie's legs,probably way more Jordie's, and they continued to try, and steal looks.One of the women with them smirked as she watched them.We made our way up the river to Disney Springs, it was about a 20-minuteride, Pat and Jordie thanked us again from bringing. I slowly moved behind her, my hard dick was tenting in my loose boxers, so with the excuse to help her to grab a bottle of wine I leaned close to her back until I felt my hard dickhead brushing her naked butt.Quickly I moved back, afraid of her reaction, she didn't seem to notice and quickly we moved on the sofa. After about 30 mins and 3 more glasses of wine my aunt leaned down on the sofa and fell asleep.Now I had my sexy, almost naked, aunt in front of me...she was spooning on the sofa and. ." Auntie Candy held up a commanding hand, stopping him in his tracks. "We can discuss my fee after I'm done," she said firmly. "I operate on a, shall we say, sliding scale. You pay for results, not promises." A darkly satisfied smile flashed across those perfect crimson red lips, then vanished. "I dare say, though, that I've never had an unsatisfied client, nor one that felt I'd overcharged." "Results, not promises," Derek repeated."Yes." Her face became all business again. "So, please turn in. " And the Expulsion?" I think that when God punished Adam and Eve in the Garden, the punishment was time. They weren't able to laze about and pick and eat fruit. They wouldn't live forever. They had to start to work to survive. They had to till and harvest. Rather than eternal late summer, things changed. Their days were numbered. Their bodies began to wear down, they aged. At the end of their days, they would die. That's what Milton says at the beginning of Paradise Lost:Of Mans First.