“I know how grumpy you get when you don’t have your coffee.”“It’s a good thing it’s Christmas,” she laughed as she swatted my arm.“Yea...,” I deadpanned, “it means you get pancakes.”Mom grabbed two mugs and filled them up with hot coffee. As she headed out of the room, she asked how long I’d be.“I’m about halfway through,” I told her. “Probably another ten or fifteen minutes.”“Just yell when you’re ready,” Mom said as she walked away. “We’ll get our showers after breakfast and then open. . So I was in a good mood when we returned to the car park, until Anna's eye was caught by well-preserved Citroen 2CV, painted to resemble a ladybird.Those fateful words... "I love it! I want one!"Not helped by the printed notice in a back window;For Sale1985 2CV6one careful owner from newfull service history£1,950 o.v.n.o.And a mobile phone number.Nothing would do but we ring the number immediately ... Turned out the owner was visiting the town from Sheffield and he lived only a couple of. I stooped over her back, caressed her bubbies and when she turned up her delighted face, our lips were glued together in a loving kiss, while my nose sniffed the really delicious odour that came from her.When she had done, she begged me to hand her a towel to wipe herself.“No, no, my darling aunt, nothing of the sort; stoop down forward on to your knees, and I will lick the delicious orifice clean with my tongue.” She laughed, kissed me, and told me I was a darling boy, just after her own. Later, Maryann and I went to ourown rooms, and as I undressed, I found that since the breast forms wereattached and didn't know how to get them off, I would have to sleepwearing them. That's when I decided to leave the special panty on aswell, and simply slipped the nightgown over my head before I went out towatch the news. Maryann stayed in her bedroom, so I sat there alone forabout an hour before I also went to bed.The next morning she and I got dressed. Her in jeans, me in a skirt,which is.