Dinner

I told Aunt Rose the whole story of the past two weeks, all the while she was looking at me with a smile and stroking my legs and hair.

While telling the story, I offered her ice cream a few more times, but each time she said no, my son, eat it yourself, this is for you.

After finishing the story, she said:

Well, I told you that whenever you miss me, you can come to me.

Well, it's okay, now you are with me, I will take care of you and try to make you have a good time and she kissed my face again.

Okay, let's see, are you hungry?

I said yes.

She said in a childish tone, honey. Well, do you want to go eat pizza?

I said yes.

She said okay, then let's go have dinner, but first let me take off your shoes because you might get my clothes dirty.

She started taking off my shoes.

I asked, Aunt, do you mean you want to hug me the whole time?

She continued her work.

He said in a childish tone, "Don't worry, my little one, you are in my arms and I will take care of you. If you are in my arms, you will not get tired and nothing will happen to you. Don't think about anything and just tell me what you like so that Auntie can get you something."

She put my shoes in his bag, got up and went back to the park store, bought me another bag and gave it to me, and then headed towards the fast food. There were many people along the way and we were passing through crowded places, but I didn't even look at the others once to see their

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](http://reactions.In) another way, I didn't care at all. What mattered was that I was in Auntie Rose's arms and she was taking care of me. We talked along the way and she sometimes made me laugh with jokes and tickling.

After walking for 20 minutes, I reached the fast food. We entered. It was crowded, but there were still empty tables.

We waited in line at the counter for a few minutes to place our order, and finally it was our turn. Hello Judy.

Oh, hello Rose, who is this other boy?

Apparently, the girl at the counter already knew Aunt Rose.

Aunt Rose replied: This handsome boy is my nephew. His name is Jack.

Jack, this is my friend Judy, say hello to him.

Hello, Aunt Judy.

Judy put her hands on her face and said in a childish tone: Wow, what a kind and polite boy.

Let me see, Aunt, how old are you?

This question was challenging for me, so I looked at Aunt Rose.

She smiled and said: He is 3 years old.

This was strange to me and made me think for a few seconds. It was like I was back to being 30 and an adult again, but I didn’t like it, so I quickly pushed these disturbing thoughts out of my mind, and went back to being a 3-year-old boy.

Okay, Judy, do you want to take our order?

Of course, what do you want?

A pizza, a bowl of chips with lots of sauce, a soda for me and a natural juice for my niece.

Judy took the order and gave the bill to Auntie and Auntie counted the money.

Judy said, "Okay, your order will be ready in 5 minutes."

Auntie thanked me.

She said to me, "Honey, don't you want to thank Auntie Judy?"

Now that Auntie had announced my age as 3, I wanted to get into character more, so I said in a childish tone, "Thank you, Auntie Judy."

This made both women laugh. Judy got up from her chair and kissed me, "Please, my son."

Auntie Rose said we'd better wash our hands first. So we went to the bathroom and she washed both of our hands.

I went to the counter, and in a short time, our order was brought to us.

I was still sitting on Auntie's lap.

He cut a slice of pizza into small pieces, took a bite and brought it to my mouth, okay little boy open the hangar, the plane is coming.

I enjoyed this even more.

Aunt Rose really knew how to take care of children. And I was getting more and more comfortable in my new role.

While I was eating, he took a slice of pizza and started eating. He would break a slice into pieces and playfully give it to me and eat a whole slice himself. This process was repeated until the pizza was finished.

He took the juice and brought it to my mouth while I ate half of it and he took it away from my mouth, that's enough, he patted my cock and said we don't want to have a problem with screaming.

He kissed my cheek and drank the rest of my juice himself. Then he started drinking his soda. I was looking at him and he noticed and smiled and said would you like to try it?

I nodded in agreement. Okay, just one sip, you know soda is bad for children. So at the end of the meal, he got up from his chair again and left the fast food restaurant with me in his arms.