If it proved to be safe enough, Mike saw that the corn and the potatoes could be stored up for the winter with only the nuisance of hauling it in from...the field and down to the cave. He saw two dead cows outside the barn with swollen bellies from gases. Somehow a goat had escaped the knives of the looters and was happily munching on the tall grass in the front yard. He had visions of milk and cheese if the goat was cooperative enough. It would have to be put up inside the cave and the smell. I don’t know what the hell I meant. I never even think about them, you know, being together. That doesn’t bother me. I mean, I was just upset that I was doing something without your permission and that was horrid of me. Not that if we were interested it would be a bad thing.”That gave me pause. I looked at Aubrey. Her black hair and tan face with sleepy eyes. Her full round breasts. Her flat tummy. While I was looking her over, she flipped the sheet back and uncovered herself all the way. One day, when Jane was outshopping with her girl friends, I arranged to meet up with Tracy. Idon’t do shopping and we are a close family so no suspicions were raised.I met Tracy in the residents’ lounge for tea, one of the perks of owninga hotel. "What do you want to talk about Harry," said Tracy after we hadbeen served."I have an idea for Jane’s and mine anniversary. This year I am planninga surprise which combines both a treat and a trick," I answered with acheeky smile. "I want to treat. My own were to say the least underdeveloped---a feature I had inherited from my mother who was also a very flatchested woman as were most of the women in the family. I was attracted by big women, but not in a single-minded fetishistic way. The tits had to have a brain. Dumb girls bore me. Tess and I did mess around, but it was very timid and involved not much more than touching one another's tit and sipping kisses. Not they hurricane of passion I had in my head. Somewhere, somehow the pices.