Intro:
My name is Christopher. I'm just the typical teenager, I just turned 18 and I have smoked a little
weed here and there. "OK, I'll admit," I have smoked a lot of weed lately. But that's only because my buddies started it and we have a lot of fun when we're high. I live at home with my mom, she's a single parent because my dad decided he wanted to bonk ever hole he could. She takes real good care of me and our house. She also takes care of my Nana.
My Nana has to be in her late 50's or so. She lives in the house that my mom grew up in a few miles away. Gramps hasn't been in the picture for a few years now. It's not that Nana is too old to take care of herself; she has this memory problem sometimes. She tends to think she is 20 years old or something like that. So mom goes over to her house almost daily and she'll spend all day Saturday with her and she usually ends up staying there over night.
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I wake up Saturday morning and think "The weekend is finally here!" Moms' going to be over at Nana's and I'll have the house all to myself, hopefully she'll spend the night and my buddies and I will be able to party like there's no tomorrow. Mom's already gone when I walk downstairs. That could have something to do with the fact I didn't get up until 11:30 am. Lol
The rest of the day flew by. It's 5 pm and I'm just waiting on the phone to ring. Mom will call and tell me she's just going to spend the night. (Ring, Ring, Ring,) She's right on schedule. I pick up the phone and say "Hello mother." Chris, how did you know it was me? Mom asked. This is like a routine we have, I told here. Yes it is Chris but I have to change our routine a little bit. You see, I have to go over to Mr. Starks and go over the contract we sent him; it seems he's not happy with some of the wording in it. That's a two hour drive one way. With it already being so late, I'll just get a motel there and I need you to come over to Nana's and stay with her tonight. I was stunned; all my plans just went up in smoke. But I couldn't say no, she does a lot for me and if it wasn't for my Nana, I wouldn't be here. "Sure Mom, I'll be there at six."
I was a hard thing to call my buddies and tell them that I can't do it tonight. Before I go there I have to get into the mood, I smoke a big joint. I get to Nana's and I knock on the door, mom answered it. She gives me a big hug and thanks me for doing this for me. "It isn't a problem" I told her. She proceeds to tell me what's going on. You really don't have to do much, if she has one of her episode, the doctor said just go along with it, she will snap out of it in a few minutes. Most likely you can go about watching television or whatever you want to do. Here are some more instructions and phone numbers in case of an emergency. With that, she was out the door and headed to her meeting.
I walk into the kitchen and there was Nana, she was making her something to eat. She turns around and she see's me, and what do I owe this pleasure for, my grandson come to visit his Nana. She walks over to me and gives me a really big hug. Now Nana is dressed in only a thin one piece night gown. She's not what I would call fat, but more like a stout woman. Her boobs are much bigger then what her body is made for. She's holding me very close to her; I can feel the boobs crush up against my chest. I'm trying not to think about it but it's kind of hard with her swaying against me like that. She lets go and I tell her mom left and I'm going to be there with her for the night. I asked her, "Mom didn't tell you?" Nana says she didn't say anything to her. I'm sure she did but it must be her memory.
Nana say's she is thrilled to spend time with me. I'm glad to be here to Nana. I walk into the living room, the TV is on but all the curtains are shut, the only light coming in, is what the TV is giving off. I told Nana I'm turning the station, maybe because she's in the other room she doesn't hear me, she doesn't say anything. So I flip through the stations until I find something. I was actually enjoying this, a buzz going, a good show; I was in a comfort zone.
Nana comes in and sits right beside me. I tried to move a little for some room but I was up against the arm of the couch. She doesn't say anything; she's just watching the TV. I can't help but to glare down at her enormous boobs. Her thin night gown doesn't leave anything to one's imagination. It looks like her nipples are hard as a rock and they will poke through the thin material at any time. I pull myself away from that type of thinking, after all she is my grandmother.