Indian Aunty 1247

’ Michele nodded, not daring to speak and embarrass herself. He unrolled the socks, pulling them open with his hands and gently placed them over her...feet. He brought her feet together and put them down on the floor. ‘I’ll be right back darlin’, just stay put.’ Gene gathered up the bowl and litter from the first aid and left again. Michele, so close to tears, hugged herself as if to hold in the sobs that threatened to burst from the dam of her control. She looked around the room, trying to. And I did not care now whether she had figured out the source of her recent misery or not. I simply reached for my beer bottle and took a swig before putting it down on the table. I then touched the tablet controller's screen and landed ET, followed by touching the screen again to shut down ET's Wankel engine.Donna turned and began to walk away as Dee-Dee let go of her mother and came back to stand beside me. I guess she was getting to the point in her life where it was not cool to hug your dad. More

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