Colette had also got out and gave me a hug before saying, “I have to leave because I have a pickup to do. I’m happy to meet you and look forward t... seeing more of you, Chuck. I might see you later.”We watched Colette drive the Lincoln around the brick drive and out to the street before I turned toward the house. The place looked well cared for with all the hedges trimmed, and flowers in the beds around the sidewalk and house.A very short, dark-eyed, dark-haired girl who looked to be about. In our kitchen we had tall stools at the breakfast table and I sat on one of those not thinking about anything really and differently not about sex, I was facing the back door and saw dad coming up the garden path, there was no need for me to feel uncomfortable even if I had been sitting here stark naked in front of my dad would have been alright because we were all used to being that way with each other, dad came in and I noticed him look at my lap, he had no top on and an old pair of trousers. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life.If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that. I think I ate five sandwiches!" I'm so glad to hear you liked them, Sweetheart. I hope you still have some space in your tummy, coz I've made dessert too." She said and smiled sweetly at me.Aunt Sheen picked up the plates and went to the kitchen. She returned with a huge slice of chocolate cake.I grinned wide when I saw the chocolate cake. Aunt Sheen's chocolate cakes had been my favorite ever since I was little. I remember she had made the same cake for my 5th birthday and I still loved it.