Vicky certainly wasn't expecting a delivery and didn't recognize the store name.In the house she located the letter opener and slit open the wrapping....Inside was a nondescript small black box devoid of any hint as to its contents.With anticipation the lid was eased open; Vicky peering through the tiniest of opening trying to anticipate the contents. The darkness inside thwarted her efforts.Her hands began to tremble slightly, she felt like a kid with a surprise present. Finally there was no. She’d had years to come to grips with Grandpa Davey’s infidelity. That it had never occurred to me that she had a problem with it made me ashamed of myself. It had never been a secret that I had other aunts and/or uncles out there. That was why it had been so easy to buy that Phil was my uncle and not my half-brother. I’d just assumed that my grandmother had been alright with him stepping out on their wedding vows. I had a whole new respect for my grandmother. She had endured, because she loved. So if I'm gone and you get back to the house after you've been out, you just remember to check there." As he looked up on the mantle where so many notes and messages had been left before, Dale noticed that there did indeed seem to be some note or perhaps a piece of mail laying there. He rose up out of the chair and stepped over to the fireplace for a better look. There he found, lying on the mantle just where his Uncle had always left them, an envelope with a single word on the front. Scrawled. Meanwhile, I was left at home with nothing to do but masturbate. After the incident however, my perception about the chics in my family changed. I quickly started connecting with my family over the internet on my new phone mom gifted me on my birthday. Of them, I came particularly close to a couple of my cousins(babes) who shared my liking for mischief and we gradually ended up being in bed(that’s for another sex story depending on the feedback).I also kept close contact with Shona who I’d now.