I decided I'd go back by myself, so the following week I went there again. This time aunty didn't take any notice of me and I went in without a proble.... There weren't many in there, being mid week, Two men sitting at a table over one side, one man wearing stage makeup, an old chap at the bar and Aunty and her friends sitting at a table by the door. Auntie was a big woman with long grey hair, on one side of her was another woman that she was talking to, but what took my attention was a woman of. ”“Okay,” Mrs. Emery said.Looking at Sean, his mother said, “If anything funny happens over here, I’m going to tell Lily that she can play wrap the mummy with you using duct tape. Do I make myself clear?”“Was that mummy or mommy?” Sean asked.“That was dummy,” she answered pointing at him.“I must have misheard,” Sean said.Sean watched Mrs. Emery, Lily, and his mother go over to the pool. He smiled while watching Lily put on her water wings and then jump in the pool. His mother had to scramble to. Only the porch light and living room lights were on. She parked her car next to mine in the drive, and then walked over to a mud puddle from the last rain, knelt, and dropped sideways in the mud, careful not to dirty her purse.I was in bed feigning sleep when she came upstairs. She went straight to the shower, mumbling. I "woke up" and asked her what happened. She said she'd been startled by a raccoon and slipped and fell in the mud. It was a convenient excuse not to come near me and to throw. She couldn’t look at him, she was barley holding on as it was, one look at him would make her forget, make her want him more, just thinking about him had her panties soaked and she was crossing and uncrossing her legs to ease the pain. He purposely dropped his pen, when it rolled over and hit her foot, she squeezed her eyes closed tight. She could feel him as he got close, the heat from his body, the smell of his cologne, she opened her eyes just in time to see his strong hand picking up the.