.. Gone were the one inch little girl heels ... Grace was in white three inch heels ... and nylons. Grace!?!I leapt to my feet.The noise commenced but...this time it was "No..." "Can't be..." "Impossible" "That impudent rascal..."She offered her hand and the noise shifted to an inhalation of breath that I swear was going to suck the windows out of the dining room.I took her hand and led her to Mrs. Sorenson."Mrs. Sorensen allow me to introduce Miss Grace Austin, my sister. Grace, I make you known. Just don't want to wear yer twitchet out though." Mary laughed and poked Sam in the ribs, "Lots of practice never hurt mine, did it?"Later on, as Mary was riding Slim's substantial pole, she reassured him, "Don't you worry none about the boys pokin your Hattie. She'll probably like it but your pecker is the best around here, and I ought to know. It's my favorite and don't tell my husband I said that either." For that she got a couple of shots of hot cum at the very end of her well used. Some feet were sticking out from under the car. It had to be my Dad. As I crunched up the gravel drive Dad slowly pulled himself from under the car. He smiled at me as he wiped some grease from his hands. "What the hell. Didn't know you were coming, boy. Everything alright?" he asked. "Oh, yeah, Dad," I said. "It's fine. Just homesick a little I guess. I'll spend the night and get back tomorrow. That okay?" "Course. Don't know what your mother's making for dinner. Smelled good, though. I was. When they were in their seats headed for San Francisco, she turned to Ed and kissed him. Then she stood up, took a blanket from the overhead bin and wrapped herself in it. Ed saw her make some strange-looking contortions under the blanket. Then she took his arm and pulled it around her. His eyes widened as he realized she had taken off her top and was now bare to the waist.After putting his hand on her breast, she smiled at him and said, "Ed, I hope you're a tit man. I've been working very hard.