I thought you knew that... That wasn't some make-believe wemade together and could stop at will... Guardianship is a well-definedlegal concept. The wa...d doesn't just end it when he wants to, and theguardian is stuck, too.... In fact, in a way, as the guardian, I'm morestuck than you are---I'm legally obligated... I can be arrested forneglect or abandonment. There are strict standards for my conduct. Youcan do anything you want---dance naked in the streets or shit on thesidewalk, and they'll. Luv yaJeannie.Man, talk about an out-of-the-blue whack between the eyes. A postcard, a sunset picture of the Alamo on the front, from my cousin Jeannie. How many years has it been? God, twenty? Yeah, almost twenty years since I've set eyes on that woman. Wonder what she looks like now. I know she had three kids. They must be grown up and gone by now, like mine.Chapter 1"Jeannie, darn it all, git down from there!"My twelve year old cousin had climbed so high in the Cumquat tree that I could see. Coming to the story, the heroine is srija age 27 lives in my nest door with her parents. She was married and divorced due to unmutual understandings between her and her husband . so she live next to my home she always come to my home to spend some time with my mother. Forgot to tell her statistics she is 34 38 40 she not fat but her ass will always ask any man in this world to fuck her a lot, her swinging ass made me to think her in a wrong manner but my age asked more than thinking so I made. We went to the nail salon and had our cunt-holes waxed,” Mom closed her eyes and counted another swat. “Why can’t I call my cunt-hole anything besides a cunt-hole?”I felt guilty about what I had done to her. Barry was marveling at the spectacle playing out in front of us. Erica alternated painful swats on each of my Mother’s boobs while she explained that they knew they were compelled to obey me.“Erica, you tell him please,” Mom said as she continued to count.“We initially thought you can tell.