.. if you know what I mean." Ah, an introduction then to one of my other old retired friends, who used to wallow in rather low places? Also I assume y...u'd like me and a few of my old beachcombing buddies to keep our eyes and ears out to listen for approaching of angry marching feet?" If you please, kind Sir!" We gobbled a quick snack and we were off.His friend, an elderly bespectacled forger who bore a startlingly strong resemblance to old Geppetto in the Disney version of Pinocchio, was quick. What do you want?"Richie smirked. "What do you think? You get the low-down on your slutty sis?"Heather fumed and stomped over to him, glancing warily up the steps. "Don't call her that!" she hissed through clenched teeth. "You want someone to hear you?"Richie snorted. "Like who's gonna hear us, or even care?" Like my parents. And your parents, maybe?" Only got one, and she's a little busy right now."Richie swept a hand off to the side. Heather turned and her eyes fell upon a full-figured woman. Thank God, she had not brought her son along with her. Her son would annoy me a lot. I went and had a shower. When I came back to the dining table, my aunt was in a nightie. She always preferred to be in nightie when she was indoors. But she still had the jasmine on her head. She had cooked and bought chicken and chapati. She served them to me and sat beside me and we talked about a lot of general things. I unknowingly dropped an empty cup. It fell on the floor right in between us. She bent. The rest of the girls trickled in over the next few hours, with Josie and Jennifer being the last to arrive since they were at work. Jorge had arrived just before them, and Nick just after them.Elyse and I had decided to order pizza for dinner, and it was delivered about 6:30pm. We told Stephie about the time that Kara, Cindi, and Elyse had greeted the pizza delivery guy from Connie’s naked at the door and she laughed, saying that it sounded just like the usual craziness in my house. We.