I just once want to pretend that I'm showing my bee that I've a granddaughter of my very own!" Er...huh, see...I mean...but, I'm a boy, Aunt Em," I gi...gerly demurred and emphasized. "I mean, isn't there a girl somewhere else who can pose way better than me we can ask to??" I would--but it wouldn't be the same. If I ever had a real god daughter, I'd want her to be exactly like you, Peter," she gently saidin a weird complimentary way. She patted my hand. "Peter. It'd mean somuch to me before I. "Idiot girl, climbing trees in a skirt."Feel for it. You can do it."She lurched sideways, moved her leg, feeling for the branch with her foot. Her face all scrunched up."Okay, I got it."She smiled real big, a 'my hero' kinda smile.For the first time, I looked at my cousin's face, not as if she were a cousin, but like she was a girl. Her cheeks were pink, her eyes honey brown, her skin so smooth with a splatter of light freckles on her cheek bones. My life stopped right then. This girl was. I went to her place she welcomed me and I closed the door. She started telling me like no vinay this is not correct I am elder than you, you will get a better girl than me and if your mom comes to know then I cant face her and blah blah blah.I was in no mood to listen anything so I just stood up and hugged her. She was trying to push me away, but I was stronger than her. I started pressing her boobs and sucking her neck. She was like no vinay this is not correct, I started putting my right hand. Kind of quiet. Shy, maybe. Gorgeous, certainly. Black hair, strong nose, strong chin, strong enough to toss poor Oscar across the room. Nice chest hair, too, not too fluffy and apey, just the way I...."You okay?" he asks. I'm still on the concrete, though I've collected my wits enough to re-arrange myself into a more...pleasing tableau."Yeah," I say, "except now I've got a big crush on you and I'll probably start following you around with my books held tightly to my heaving chest and write your.