I obeyed grandma’s demand, starting with a plant of both lips on each cheek, followed by a slurp of one then the other. Getting bolder, I began sniffing the crack, then letting my tongue glide up and down the crevice from the tiny pucker past the apex and swirling on the small of her back.
I responded, “Geees Mom, we’ve already had breakfast! The time change must have screwed up your brain, it’s actually past noon!””Oh gosh, you’re right! It must be the time change, lack of adequate sleep, and all the fucking we have been doing! Well, is anybody hungry?”Everybody responded in the negative. For the rest of the