Greetings

"Oh Emma dear, you're finally here!" Aunt Maude cried as the door swung open. The middle aged woman seemed dressed how Emma pictured a Mormon woman would dress. Wearing a long plain brownish dress and her graying hair pulled back in a tight bun. Though she had a bit of weight on her, Maude's breasts still seemed to be able to draw plenty of attention.

"Hi, Aunt Maude," Emma answered as she was pulled into a hug.

"Oh dear, you look exhausted," Aunt Maude said, pulling her head back but not letting go. Then over her shoulder she said, "Honey look who made it!"

Emma was released from the hug only to be swept into another. Her Uncle Edward, still as large as Emma had remembered despite her no longer being a child, gently crushed her into a bear hug.

"Don't you listen to her, Emma, you look lovely." Edward squeezed a bit more. "I'm so sorry I wasn't at the funeral. You'll have to forgive me. With so much work to be caught up with I just couldn't be there, but we're all so very sorry for your loss."

Edward tightened the hug, causing Emma's breasts to mash into the large man's chest. The hug was very near becoming awkward, but then again it was family she hadn't seen in such a long time and they were all grieving.