The drapes were over all the windows in the living room, but there was a small window at one end that was higher than the picture windows in front. Th...re was a screen over the lower half of the end window, but the window was raised about six inches, as was usual.Rod stood on the box and carefully removed the screen. He could hear talking, but nothing really registered because all of his attention was focused upon getting the screen out withpout making any noise. He was lucky and soon handed the. From the alienation from mom. To Jenny making me hide when she had friends over and not telling anyone that I’m her step-brother, because she was ashamed of me. As I’m telling grandma everything she listening intently. I finish the whole story, ending with me catching my mom fucking my football coach.I can tell grandma is thinking as she leans back in her chair. “George,” grandma says for the first time since I started my story. “I’m sorry you had to go through that with your mother and. ."I led her by the arm, but was carrying nearly all her weight by the time we got to a door I could unlock.I sat her on the bed and pulled off her boots. I unfastened her jeans and unbuttoned most of her shirt. I pulled a sheet over her. She was out light a light. If it was six beers, her bladder would wake her soon.I looked around and saw that she'd hung her dress and my suit before becoming the belle of the bar. I turned out the light and went back to the party. The half-bottle was still. She must of seen me looking, "you pervert, like to look do you" she moved herself up a little more, my head was under her nighty and her fanny right infront of me, with my arms restricted and unable to move from her, "lick it" she said, i couldnt see her face only this beautiful hairy fanny, i could smell it, it smelt a bit like pee and a sweet kind of smell. I stuck my tongue out to taste it, it was okay, if there was a taste to it, then it was like tomato's. i tasted it again, "like it till i.