It was the noisemakers that pulled me out of my reverie.The memories of my early years and my departure for England in the war had replayed in my head...vividly, almost as if I'd been reliving them. I couldn't remember ever having that kind of memory recall, conscious or asleep. I had remembered details of those events that I hadn't thought of since the day they'd occurred."What the hell is happening in my head," I asked myself, but as usual nobody answered.I left a $20 bill on the pillow for the. “Hey!” I shouted into the backyard. Nicky was on top of TJ in the hot tub. “Can you two go elsewhere? Maybe to TJ’s?”“Sure,” TJ stood, Nicky’s legs wrapped around him. He grabbed a towel, picked up his keys, a white woman – my sister – moaning in his arms.“And Nicky,” I glared at her. “Tomorrow you and I need to talk.”“Mmhmm,” she said, kissing at TJ’s neck, as he walked by me.***“Your son never came home last night,” I told Nicky the next morning, sitting around the small kitchen. She whimpered, biting at her lower lip, then let out panting gasps as he passed over a spot that sent intense shudders though her, giving it a slight subtle press with his two fingers. He peered up at her from between her legs, watching her every reaction as he caressed her slowly, her moans ringing in his ears and causing his breeches to feel even tighter around him. "J-Jac... ahh... Wh-What's happening? I feel so warm..." Her voice trailed off again into another moan as he pressed on. She'dworn high platforms years ago and had no trouble walking in them. So she tried on a pair of red pvcthigh boots with 4 inch platforms and 8 inch stiletto heels. They looked absolutely stunning! Her 5feet 4 inches had now become 6 feet! As Gary was at least six two, she wouldn't tower over him.She couldn't resist getting the boots plus a pair of black seamed fishnet stockings to go with them.It wasn't until she was driving home that she wondered where she could keep her new purchasesfrom.