" You're not kidding," replied Peggy, holding on to her nephew and looking up at him. "My God, the last time I saw you, you were a toddler. I had kept...in touch with your Mother off and on over the years and she told me how you were growing, but I can't believe how tall you are! I might end up with a stiff neck from having to look up so high."Steve looked at his Father. "Dad, how far is it to your ranch?" About thirty miles. It will take us nearly an hour to get there. We should probably get. My stomach was in knots as we entered her house. I had questions that I needed answered and I was not sure if there were any. Suddenly I felt three years of mental anguish for what she had done but I maintained my composure."You can eat something but I am not hungry." I said sitting down at the table."Are you sure? I'm going to have a sandwich." I'm sure." I replied waiting for her to join me at the table. She called her office and then made her a sandwich. My mind flashed back to that first. Lisa holds her breath as he guides them both to the kitchen. The kitchen had dishes piled up to the ceiling and bugs scurried across the countertop. "I think I am going to be sick." Lisa tells Sarah. "Thanks for the cookies my pretty young cunts. Now I want some of your cookies." Lisa looked over at Sarah and shook her head,no. He looked at Lisa up and down. He admired her tall frame and curvy figure. "How old are you?" he inquires. "None of your fucking business!Too young for you to put your. 6 station. And then the spell was broken. She held his gaze, smiled slightly and walked across Houston. He'd never had a woman look at him that way, in a city where women on the street live defensively, avoiding eye contact. In a few seconds she'd turned his street voyeurism and fantasy into attraction, obsession and commitment. He wanted those legs wrapped around his waist, he longed for her pussy in his face, he needed to feel what she was like when she came.He quickened his pace, but she was.