I snuck off from watching TV to go into my room and answer. "Come over. Come and see me." "Whaat, but it's so late..." I lived with my sister and her...family, so I could pretty much do as I pleased, but even so. It was so late. Why couldn't he come here? "You know you want to..." "No, I know that YOU want me to." Despite my serious words there was that casual, flirting lilt to my voice. My heart raced. There were so many possiblities. By the time I finally agreed it was close to midnight. I. She fumbled with the key for several seconds, before she got the door open and closed behind her. ?Donna? Donna!? she called.There was the sound of a toilet flushing, and Donna, all 96 pounds of her, opened the bathroom door. One hand held the unbuttoned waistband of her jeans, while the other tucked in her tee shirt. ?You slut,? said Ms. Beale, ?you had your boyfriend here in my house, and you were fucking with him, with my innocent little girl just behind that door.??No, Ms. Beale,?. . DEER! Deer were getting into the farmer’s crops and causing damage. They were eating the tasty, to them, young plants, and it was happening in all of the fields surrounding Plantation Lane, and not just the O’Connell’s fields, but those all around Statesboro.This was a problem that the small cats couldn’t handle although they were no longer all that small anymore. The female was an excellent mouser, and her brother took his share of the various pests in the fields and around the house and its. She had a room she wanted to fix up as a music room for her piano and some recording equipment and needed a few receptacles and lites installed. So I told her when I could come over and check out the job for her.I was at her place at ten on Saturday, she made me a cup of coffee and had a dozen of Mother Parkers doughnuts. I enjoyed visiting Aunt Gert. She is five foot seven with curves in the right places, bountiful bosoms; dark brown shoulder length hair; and lips that you'd beg to kiss. Aunt.