Once I with my mom and bro were at a function which was held by our distinct relative,after the function we had to head back to our places which were ...00 km from our place, my aunt, and her husband were arrived to the function by bus,but while returning they said that they will join us in our car as there was no bus at that time.Then my bro took the car to drive,my uncle sat in front as he was tired and need a rest,so I, mom and aunt were in the back seat, I and mom at the end and aunt at the. “Mm, such a handsome boy,” she softly whispered in between kisses.Once she got to his shoulder she began to lightly nibble and kiss. She could see his eyes had closed as he tilted his head back enjoying the loving caresses of her mouth upon his skin. Her hand coming up to his neck and firmly grasped just under his chin as she kissed and nibbled on his earlobe.Softly whispering into his ear, “Are you going to be a good boy for Mommy, Puddin’?”He moaned in response, “Mm, yes Mommy.”“Good boy,”. Unlike Saturdays and Sundays, during the week there were less families and couples and more single men and women, although the men usually outnumbered the women. I got to go at least two times during the weeks in summer. You usually see the same people all the time. You get to be nodding acquaintances with some. Let me tell you about this beach. It was out on Long Island. There were really two ways of access. One was from the parking field of one of the regular beaches. There was a little walk. We lived on the other side of the country. It was always so sunny and warm. We knew everyone who lived around us. The neighborhood would have a big block party every year when schools let out for the summer. Anytime someone new moved in, we’d always make sure they felt welcome.I used to feel welcome.We lived close to the beach, and I’d go surfing in the summer. Not that I was very good. I wasn’t. But Ceci used to cheer me on when I took her to play, so I kept trying because she looked up to.