I'm not sure why Iwas excited about the prospect of going shopping with my mother and AuntMel, but I was. I sprayed myself liberally with Cool Water b...forereturning downstairs."When are we going to be seeing Melissa?" I asked Aunt Mel uponreturning. "She and Dan will be here on Sunday," said Aunt Melissa excitedly. She'dyet to meet her son-in-law to be. "Melissa tells me he's quite the hunk,"she said laughing. "We'll see." We climbed into Mom's car and off to themall we went. "What's that on. When I slide my hand under your skirt, you push your bum a bit towards me. This gives me the opportunity to even slide one finger quickly between your pussylips.While we walk to the restaurant, we are chatting and laughing. Once arrived at therestaurant, the head-waiter guides us to our table. He clearly followed my preciseinstructions : a table of 4 (so I can sit beside of you) in the far corner of the restaurant, out of sight of most of the other people.The waiter brings us the menu and I. "Sister?!" Yes brother. It is I, believe it or not, but it really is I," shereplied. I now recognized it as the same soft voice as my brother haddecades ago. "Where... How?" I wondered. "I know you have many questionsbrother dear, all will be answered in due time, I promise," she replied,"It appears that it was the right decision for me to leave home afterall. I never got any manlier than I were when you saw me, quite theopposite I might say," she said and gestured towards her generous bosom."I. In her former life she had been a model, dated rock stars, the whole nine yards; but after getting married and having c***dren she had started looking for a quiet place to settle down. That was how she had ended up here, in her husband’s old hometown that he’d left when he was a teenager. Ella’s husband was an extremely wealthy man and one of the town’s more prominent citizens. This kept him busy, and left her numerous opportunities to hang out at Jessica’s, where the decadent atmosphere.