"Now you can have your drink and take your shower," I told her. "By the way I also need a urine sample so take this cup with you." She took the cup an... headed for the shower, she returned twenty minutes later."Okay dad," she said. "I guess I'm ready when you are." I finished my coffee and went up to her bedroom. "Since you know what kind of exam this is, are you really sure you want me to do it?" I asked"As embarrassing as this might be, I would rather have you do it than a stranger." I began. “What do you want?” I asked.“I want my legs pressed, if you are free.” “Sure” I put the book down. I was glad to get this invitation. I was looking forward to see her panties, and may be rub my fingers over it. I just followed her. I just closed the door behind me. She stood by the door. This was unusual. She let me in and than closed the door behind her. She saw the questioning look in my eyes.“If somebody comes, I don’t want them to disturb me without warning.”I was glad of that. It meant. My cousins, aunts, uncles, and even my own mother had forgotten him -- caught up in their own selfish sorrow and loathing that they had abandoned all appreciation for the life he still lived. And with this realization I decided it best to visit him.To say the least, he was quite overjoyed by my thinking of him. Together we sat at the dining room table and spent several hours drinking coffee and holding long conversations about my grandmother's early childhood in Italy during the second World. They ate at one of the restaurants when he agreed she’d order from the menu. She ordered a large bowl of raw spinach, raw clams and oysters that she cracked open with a trusty fingernail, or a fang when no one was looking. She threw her head back as they slithered down her throat. She watched in disgust in seeing him eating a very rare steak. As they walked around the park, they came upon the sound of an old-time band. There was a dance floor attracting an older crowd. They were met with.
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