She's never hit on me, but when she’s over my house, she likes to be near my sister, Miranda. My sister is twenty and I really believe that Elena wo...ld like to be with her. Again, she's never said that she did, it just appears to be that way.My sister is the kind of a person that’ll go either way. I’m pretty sure if Elena approached her, she’d definitely would have fun with Elena. But, that’s another story for another day. ~~~ “Mom, can I sleep at Elena’s tonight?” “Sure, honey that’ll be. She knew how to stay hidden in the countryside, but she lacked the skills necessary to stay hidden in towns or cities, so she avoided any but small one-street towns.It took a few months, but eventually, she’d arrived in Boston, her ultimate destination, with more money than when she’d started the trip, and infinitely better off. Now she had to learn how to survive in a large city.Instead of living in Boston and having to learn all the survival lessons at one time, she took a job in a crossroad. You sent like... everything."I smiled at my grandma, but the smile faded when I realized that she wasn't smiling at all. In fact, she looked rather confused. "I'm sorry," she said, and then looked at Eddie. "You don't want him to miss his first week of school, do you?" Grandma," I said, "school doesn't start until..." Next Monday," my grandma cut me off. "Freshman orientation is this Friday; obviously you don't need that, but I don't think you should miss your first week of school." But I. . went through me. "Is that what you want to do?"She looked at me a little quizzically, and started to laugh a bit as she said, "Well, I did tell you I was going to let a bunch of those women eat my pussy to get back at you, and you did tell me to take notes. I've had the first part happen, but I didn't have a notebook with me." She stopped for a moment, and regarded me with her head tilted a little. "Did what I said bother you? Are you a little jealous?"I took a few swallows of my beer to give.