So, Ava was with Aaron and Grandpa. The bitch had ridiculed me for being overweight, but had no problem fucking a flabby sixty-three year old man. Interesting.
“Well ... I ... think I did? A few ... weeks ago, he ... asked me to ... sign something. Thought it was ... school stuff.” he panted, clearly unable to stop spit roasting Ava as Granny had asked.
“And do you just sign everything someone puts in front of you without checking what it is?” John asked, incredulously. “His car’s insurance would’ve needed to be co-signed as well, by the way.”
“Oh, come on!” Aaron shot back. Apparently, that accusation irked him enough to stop fucking. “I just can’t relate to the boy. First, he turns into the Buffet King, then he starts with all that nerd-stuff. Sure, Okay, we saw last week that he finally takes some care of himself, but why did he make this dork-shit his career choice?!”
“Okay, “ Grandma said in an exhausted sigh “Let’s ignore the fact that Tim rather asked his boss for help than his parents. I’m starting to understand why he thought it was the better choice. And let’s also ignore the fact that you apparently think your son not talking to any of you is an excuse not to try instead of another reason to get worried. Are you going to tell him about us anytime soon, now that you finally know how old he really is?”
That was met with a moment of silence. Apart from the moaning in the background, that is. Then Logan spoke again.
“We already talked about it a few months ago, after Mom’s birthday, and we all thought it would be better not to.”
“And why is that?” Grandma asked.
“Well ... we thought ... it would be better for him that way.” Claire pointed out.
“They wanted to spare him the humiliation.” Danielle specified. “I told Claire this was a bad idea, and she said she’d think it over. I didn’t realize she never did until we ... remembered his birthday.”
“What are you talking about!?” Grandma asked.
I heard something like a loud mumbling that I couldn’t make out.
“Take your cousin’s Cock out of your mouth when you talk, honey.” I heard Aunt Danielle say patiently.
“I said, “ Maggie explained, “when we talked about it, we kinda found out that none of us was particularly eager to have him. Sure, that was before we found out he got hot! But there is still the thing with his small dick. So, we thought it would be better for him not to know, than to feel left out.”
“Again! What THE HELL are you talking about!? I was eager to finally have him here! I would have been even if he HAD a small dick! Which he doesn’t, by the way!” Grandma said.
I wasn’t sure how to react to that. Grandma was fifty-eight, so not even old enough to retire yet. And from what I could see, she had kept herself in shape. But then again, I never saw her fully naked. Nevertheless, I did feel flattered.
“He doesn’t!?” I heard a chorus of voices ask.
“No, he doesn’t. At least not from what I saw in the bathroom on Monday.” Grandma said.
