"Who is it?" she heard Lisa yell in reply to the knock."It's me, open up!" One sec!"Christine could hear bussle, like there was more than one person i... there, and that they were moving around. It took Lisa forever to answer the door. And when she finally did... Lisa was sweaty and disheveled, like she'd been working out. She wore frilly, flowery light pink panties and matching bra that were practically see though. The pink looked awesome on her ebony skin, but t looked like something she'd wear. Youwill speak to her softly as a young lady should and? As a gesture ofrespect, I want you to stand while you apologize and, though you don'thave an apron on, take the side of your pants in your hands and curtsey.Please?"I looked at her helplessly, subjugated beyond all belief. "Please Ruth?Don't do this...?" What color of panties do you have on Melissa?" she asked, soft anddangerous."Blue." I replied after a few seconds pause, staring down at the tablenow."Light blue or dark blue?" Dark. ” She shrugged and my eyes were drawn to the crease of her cleavage. “Maybe it’s the divorce,” she said in a low murmur. “Maybe I’m puddled.” Aunt Janet sighed, a long, slow exhalation as she snuggled in even tighter and put her palm on my thigh. “Whatever it is,” she breathed, “I like the way you’ve been eyeing me up. That’s the truth, Mikey, I like it a lot more than is good for me. Which is why I’m here. I want to know what you’re actually thinking.”Right at that moment I wasn’t doing a lot. I remember falling into a mess of tears, and Lil holding out tissues for me. Nanna had her arms around me and pulled me towards her, just like she used to when I was little and had a nightmare. It was comforting being in her arms. The funeral was nearly over when I heard Issy wake, she had been asleep for nearly two hours now. Lil got her then came back and sat next to me. I reached out for Issy and held her close. She snuggled into me and I felt calmer. I loved this little girl. As my Uncles.