”“Is it okay for you to be here? I mean I don’t mean to keep you from being someplace...”“Oh, I’m fine, Miss Dolan,” Aniah said not noti...ing that Marcie had ended lamely. “My parents won’t be home for hours yet. They run a store downtown and are usually there until around eightish. So I’m good. But only if I’m not annoying you.”“Oh you’re no bother; in fact I enjoy your company. Have a seat. And um, call me Marcie, notMiss Dolan. We’re friends and neighbors not business acquaintances.”“Okay. My nipples grew hard and goose bumps covered my body. Uncle Steve licked his lips and said I'm looking good. Uncle Steve is dad's youngest brother, he's just 10 yrs older than me and very hot. I turned on my heels and went back to mowing. Uncle Steve watched me mow and clean up around the flowers. When I started back to the garage, Uncle Steve was helping my dad take the tents to the yard.I excused myself and went to take a shower. Mom said for me to make myself all cutesy for the party. . It was the woman I had seen in the queue to get in.“Sure take a seat, can I get you something to drink?”She just smiled as she sat showing me her half-full glass. “No I have enough for now thanks.”Her drink was thick like tomato juice but could have been a Bloody Mary. It made my Tequila Smash look as it was an ordinary drink. She was wearing a vampires costume. The top of her dress clung to her so tightly it revealed the curve of her breasts. Even showing the hardness of her nipples. It seemed. We used a range made available by the local sheriff’s office, were there with a couple of deputies while I showed her the functions of a couple of guns.She was familiar. Familiar. Knew how they worked. Could hit what she aimed at, within reason. She wasn’t Marine sniper or Navy SEAL competent, but I bet you could pick any of a hundred random women off the street and my Lena would be at the top in that particular skillset.Her case went in the front seat with her, its zipper open.Giggle. “I’m.