I can’t stop fantasizing about Aunt
When it was time for me to go to college, the most logical and economically sound option was for me to live with my aunt. The university was a three hour drive from my childhood home, and my aunt lived a mere twenty minute drive away. My mother more or less made the decision for me, citing the old ‘bird flying the coop’ metaphor, but really I think she just wanted me gone so she could bring home more fuck buddies. She was a very attractive woman still, her looks not fading with age. I was fortunate enough to inherit … Read more