Hanging from his chest, moving up and down with everyinhale and exhale he took, was a pair of breasts. And not just anybreasts; they were huge, round,...impossibly perky, and jiggled withalmost any movement. They were the kind that would catch the attentionof every straight male and more than a few females in a room. The kindthat would never be called breasts or boobs; they were melons, funbags,hooters or most commonly, "Jesus, look at those tits!" As if that wasn'tenough, he had the backside to. I remembered so many Christmases where I had sat and listened to their laughter and stories. I had indeed been blessed.Anna was especially interested in my uncle Giorgio. He was, of course, of Italian descent. He had many interesting stories to tell us of his Christmases growing up as a poor son of immigrants. Anna was entranced by his stories, which many of us had heard before. It was fun for me to watch the two of them as their relationship turned into a special bond.As we prepared to leave,. More

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