"Someday, you'll be in my position and I'll be your best man. I know some nasty stuff about you that makes the crap you're writing about me look like ...aby shit."He made a good point; I agreed to tone down my remarks.Sheila phoned the room twice, once to see if we had everything we needed and again to ask if we were getting dressed. It was only three P M, but I told her we would get ready to go.My tux had felt all right the day before when I tried it on. But now, the only thing I was wearing. " I took off the dress and put in on the hanger, making sure ithung correctly. I had worn an old t shirt and shorts under it."Overstep away," she said, laughing. "He clearly likes you." And I like him. He's a good boy, Fi."She sighed. "I know. It's hard but I'm getting better, aren't I?" You are. He is who he is." As are we all," she said, getting up and looking at herself in thehall mirror. She sighed, ran her fingers through her hair and said,"So, what's up?"I took out the magazine. I figured Aunt Dee and I were a lot closer in age so that’s why we wound up fucking, but there was no chance in fucking Aunt Linda, was there?Aunt Linda was 25 years old and working in the city for the past three years. She had an apartment there and enjoyed the city life. She was a bit of a hippie, loved nature, was very free and laid back and she didn't like to wear a bra unless she had too. Aunt Linda was a pot head and the whole family knew except grandma and grandpa (Her parents). Anyway,. “Oh Uncle Dave I’m so sorry I did not know what you looked like or, oh my god I am so embarrassed”. Anita said. “Oh don’t worry about it, if your mother hadn’t told me what you look like when I talked to her last night, and that you were coming to pick me up, then who knows what might had happened . After she recovered from the most embarrassing episode of her life, the two collected Dave’s bags and headed back to Anita’s house. On the forty-five minute ride home Anita filled her uncle in on.