She means well - I know she does - but when she gets carried away, her advice isn't always that good."Dang! Major cock block! What a drag. But he said... "Okay. Whatever you say. Sorry if you feel like I've been pushing you into things you don't want to do. And I know Aunt Suzy means well, so I hope you're not too upset with her."He seemed to be done, but then he added, "That said ... It just occurred to me that if you can't help, and Aunt Suzy can't help, then what's going to happen? You don't. June was busy in the kitchen, humming, which was unusual for her as she baked bread and prepared the rest of our meal. After lunch dad asked us if we all wanted to go into town to the hardware store for some things he needed. Rich, Davis and I did, June said her feet were hurting and she would stay at home.Just as we got to the door to leave, June called me back and said I was to stay with her to massage her feet for her. Dad just shrugged his shoulders and they left, Knowing it would be at. You and me have sex, there I said it…” “That’s fucked up……” I was about to stand, and Kathy held me down “wait , wait , it pays 5000 bucks…” Well I stayed on my chair, 5000 bucks, that was a lot of money, a lot of money that we didn’t have, a lot of money that could help both of us, a lot of money that we desperately needed , it wasn’t that crazy, fucked up but it got me thinking I was about to open my mouth and protest when she spoke again “5000 $ each” she said That sold me , now it. "So do you." While you're trying to talk your way out of trouble, look in the large can in the bag."Doug withdrew a large clump of moss protecting three beige eggs the size of small chicken eggs."Tomorrow's breakfast," she explained, finishing the braid and using the vine to keep it from unravelling.He hesitated, wondering if they were just yolks and whites or almost developed birds. "Um, Mare, what if these aren't... fresh?"Mary took the can and crammed the moss into place. "Gee, Doug, I guess.