.And she was wearing a night gownShe:kuch galat nahi hai saying this she grabbed my cork over my pyjamas.Me:aunty …Umm okayShe then took me to her b...droomAs we went there she closed the door and suddenly started smooching me….I also started kissing her our tongues were playing with each other…We smooched and fell on the bed I got on top of her and kissed her more…After 20 mins we stopped she told me to undress. I said ladies first.She gave a naughty smileShe removed her night gown and was in a. That was the straw that broke the fucking camel's back. That was the spark that lit the powderkeg. That was why I was handcuffed in the shitty back seat of a fucking cop car.Years ago, on vacation, I bought a powerstrip, a plastic shoe box, a label maker, and a handful of multi-tap plugs. Electronic devices, make that chargers for electronic devices, had taken over the camper. Chargers for laptops, cellphones, shavers, tooth brushes, dvd players, tablets, cameras, ipads and GPS. Times four.. My brother, Paul, and Melody, Beth’s sister and Paul’s wife, welcomed the 8-pound 4-ounce bundle of joy on the 15th. Beth was there for the delivery and managed to be the first to hold him.I came to the hospital after work and walked into the room without Beth noticing me as she held the newborn. The sight captured my heart and brought tears to my eyes as a misty-eyed Beth looked up at me—her face shining with visions of what we could expect in the future.“Hi, Sweetie,” she whispered with a. No time like the present, so I opened the fridge, grabbed a Corona and plopped down into my recliner. We looked each other directly in the eyes. I could see tears starting to well up.I put my right hand up, palm out, making a stopping motion. She looked distressed and sat up a little straighter, but didn’t start crying.“Please don’t,” I started. “You know I hate when you do that ‘poor me’ crying shit, and in this case, if there’s anyone who should be crying, it should be me. How could you do.