.”Becky leapt up with an enthusiasm only the young possess. “I’ll get it!”As if coming out of a fog, Em leapt into action, still switching ear...ings. “No! She doesn’t know about you yet. Let me ... ease her into it.”Becky spun around, torn between her Aunt’s imagined lesbian lover and meeting the real thing. “Ahh, she’ll like us once she meets us.”Em swiveled around a pouting Becky. “I just want to ensure she doesn’t freak. Not everyone takes to strangers readily.” She tried to straighten her. She used to work for an IT support as she had shifts and her working hours used to change every once in a while. She is about 5’2 with the figure of 32-26-32. A bit on the chubby side but fat at all right places.It all started one day when I was going to college and she had her cab waiting down stairs. We got in the lift at the same time. She always used to get ready well to work, her perfume was enough to drive a man crazy. Me being young and in a hormonal rage,it was driving me nuts. I was. I went as far as to put on a dress shirt with a tie. Courtney said that I looked overdressed for the island, but I responded that I just wanted to look nice around her. She smiled and we left for the restaurant.Tim and Lisa were waiting at the door as we arrived and the four of us were escorted to a table near the back of the place. After drinks and a fabulous dinner, we all decided to go back to the bungalow that Courtney and I shared for more drinks and conversation. It didn't take long for. There was a rest area about twenty miles toward our old home from the cabin which we would use for a meeting point. I figured an hour or so before she would call for further instructions.One hour and twenty minutes later, she called. I had Melody ask if she were being followed and she said that she was not. Melody said that, if she was, to call immediately but continue on her route. She then told Angela where we would meet her. Melody and I left in my car with my scope rifle between us. We.