-I return to Auntie's cottage

I return to what has passed for normal these past few weeks. I have chosen to stay in Auntie's cottage instead of moving elsewhere just now. I lounge in the sun, once again able to enjoy the distant buzzing of the bees at the wildflower border surrounding the garden's inside wall as the sun heats my barely clad body. I try not to lower my fingers into my bikini panty as I absently slide my hand over my taut tummy, thinking about what might happen when first cousin Anastacia and then Uncle Ken make the house more of a home.

Though I haven't seen her in months, cousin Stacy was a 4'11"bombshell. Fiery red hair cascaded nearly to her ass. And she had been built like her mother. Alabaster skin was layered over curves that were almost as incendiary as her hair color. A smattering of freckles across her nose and upper chest still gave her that girl next door appeal.

And then there's Uncle Ken. An anomaly wrapped in an enigma. But his stocky frame and piercing stare suggested I better be on my best behavior. He was having a home office set up before he moved in, after he tied up loose business ends. I was to expect movers to come take care of the equipment today.

The sun's getting low and its's almost time to finally resume my little acting career on the web. My fans must be chomping at the bit, it's been almost a week since my last appearance. I better go and get ready.