Main aksar koi na koi bahane se aunty ke ghar jata aur unse batee karke waqt bitata aur mauka mille toh uske clevage aur boobs ko bhi jhakne ki koshis...karta.1k din kya hua mummy aur papa ko kisi urgent kaam se relative ke ghar jana tha toh mujhe uss din akela rehna tha toh jaise hii mummy papa chale gayee aunty humare ghar aayi aur mummy ko bulane lagi toh maine bola ki aunty mummy kisi kaam se relative ke ghar gayi hain aur aaj waii rahegi.Toh aunty ne mujhe bola ki beta tu khana kya khayega. Rose ... Rosalie ... Rose..."Sure," he mumbled.Barbara released the ROV. "Someone wanna drop the claw?" Art, drop the claw," commanded the Chief. The claw was another part of the multi use speedboat (dinghy) davits."Just like that, Chief Daddy?" Barbara asked."Just like that, Barb. You have never done anything without a reason." Ooo, Thank you, Daddy." The Chief was more noticeable by omission."Art." Yes, Barb." I'm going to fasten the claw to something on the chopper. It's leaking fuel and. ‘Summer, Summer, Summer, I want you.’ * * * * * Summer was the kid sister of Christine’s steady boyfriend, her intended fiancée, thirty-year-old Hank. With him being thirty-years-old, I remember thinking that he was an old man. A time just after the John and Robert Kennedy and Martin Luther King assassinations, the older generation had screwed up our planet, fouled the air, spoiled the water, and murdered our sons in an unwinnable war. Much like other young folks my age, I didn’t hold the older. I got a job and settled into what I assumed would be the American Dream.Didn't work out that way, not exactly.I met a young woman named Linda, and I thought we had a connection. We spent time together, and, I thought we might have a serious future together.Not so much.Turned out she had a boyfriend, Jerry by name, trucker by profession, asshole by avocation. Real piece of work.(I later worked out she hadn't told me about him because we were so comfortable together, and while he was on long.