If said well, I and my mom were more than just a mother and son. The understanding and relationship which we shared were much more than a normal mothe... and son. We shared a bond stronger than that. Well, this story is not about me and my mom. This story as the title suggests, is about me and my aunt.This incident took place just a couple of weeks ago. My mom had to go to Salem urgently as she got a call from my Dad. My grandmother was very sick and she was in need of intense care. My. I heard the main door creek open, and click shut. Someone went into the cubicle next to me. I had not noticed before, but as the person moved about, a shaft of light in my cubicle was cut off, then flared again. I investigated. There was a small opening at about waist level. I peeped through. Right in front of my eyes was a very shapely bottom, naked and being soaped in the shower next door. The girl parted her legs and wiped between them giving me a great rear view of her downy pubic hair and. The personnel transference gantry systems seem to be an almost exact match to theirs though."Even though the systems were compatible, both of the captains took plenty of time to make sure that nothing was going to go wrong when they started sending people to each other's ships. They also ended up deciding that Van-el would be meeting Smith on the Endeavour."Open the hatch," Van-el commanded as he prepared to cross the fifteen meters between the Survivor and the Endeavour with nothing but a. During the course of the evening I found out that they were equal partners in just about everything. It turned out Angie was into soccer as much as Lissa was into basketball and they each played the other's sport. As the evening went on it was obvious to me that they belonged together and I said so.That got me some hugs and a couple of impish looks. One pillow fight later (I lost - big time!) we sat around catching our breath. I looked at each of them, smiled and said, "Thank you."Lissa spoke.