My Unexpected Houseguest Part DrPssy Im dead, thats all I can say. I paced around my newly redone living room. Everything was different now. Theresa had only been gone about minutes, just long enough for me to go and do something colossally stupid.As I turned for another lap, an explosion in my left foot interrupted my thoughts. I had stubbed my pinkie toe on this piece of shit couch belonging to my new nightmare, Theresas grandmother, Velna. I sat down on that very same piece of shit and cradled my injured digit and continued my musing.

The momentary surprise on her ugly face was nothing compared to the shame evident on mine. Working the late night had turned into one this drive through attendant would never forget. Guaranteed! To her credit, she handled the whole thing extremely well, really. Much better than I would have, had I been in her situation. With a smile suddenly appearing onto her homely brown face, she leaned out the drive through window and looked

My Unexpected Houseguest DrPssy Before leaving Beijing, I called home to tell my girlfriend what time I should be at the Memphis airport. Thats when I got the bad news. I wasnt thrilled by her proposition, but then who would be? Theresa, my girlfriend, had just agreed to take in her grandmother as the nursing home was kicking her out for being rude to the orderlies, and apparently, for saying they were taking advantage of her. To make matters worse, the older woman was only partially fluent in English, having spent most of her life in Latvia in Eastern Europe.

Since her husband, Earl, died, fifteen years ago, she was resolute in the fact that she didnt need help from anyone. Even at the tender age of , Helen still drove herself to the diner, everyday, to gossip with the members of her bridge club. Secretly, the only reason they stopped at the small, out-of-the-way diner was because the owner was a friend had she met on the cruise last year. During the swingers tour for seniors Helen and her friends Jane and

I awoke on my th birthday to something sucking my morning erection. Strange, I thought but pleasant. Somehow sensing that I was beginning to wake the suction increased. Instantly awake now, I recognized that it was Kim-Yun, my aunts head maid no pun intended, bent over at the waist, standing on my right. As the year old, overweight Korean woman gnawed on the head of my knob, with her nose tickling the pubic hair I had only grown the year before, I saw that we were