****** Joan and Minnie by HenryG ******
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Joan and Minnie


I will never forget 10th September 1964. That was the day that I left home to
go to university. I had obtained a place at a university in the north of
England to study Chemistry. Unlike most students, however, this was not a time
of excitement and expectation. Quite frankly, I was terrified.

I was, and still am, unbelievably shy. Any contact with other people, even if I
knew them, would leave me red faced, stammering and unable to cope. The sad
thing was that I knew the reason. It was all the fault of my cock! Well, more
accurately, the size of my cock.

I knew kids who were picked on at school because they had small cocks. My
problem was the other extreme, I had a large cock. Well, not large, huge. By
the time I was 16, my cock, when fully erect, was 13 inches long! OK, most of
you would probably say I'm overreacting and that a big cock is every guy's
dream. Don't you believe it. Basically most of my peers at school thought I was
a freak. Everyone took the opportunity to take the piss out of the "snake man"
as they called me. And worse of all, word got around. Most girls in the
neighbourhood knew about it.

Things probably came to a head one evening. I was walking home when a group of
girls stopped me and asked me to show them my pet snake. I refused and they
jumped me. I'm fairly strong but I was outnumbered and stood no chance. Before
long I was stripped and pinned down on the ground. The girls reacted to seeing
my cock with a variety of unpleasant comments. One girl, an overweight and
somewhat ugly creature, had a reputation at the local school for being a bully.
Smirking evily she walked over to me. She pulled her panties down and squatted
on my face. God she stank, she couldn't have washed for ages and her crotch had
this combined smell of fish and shit. I struggled to breathe as her fleshy
labia pressed against my nose and mouth.

To my horror my nervous system interpreted this experience as being very sexy
and in spite of my revulsion and the discomfort of the cold hard ground
pressing against my back, my cock rapidly inflated. The girl sitting on my face
grabbed my cock and wanked me fiercely. Before long I came copiously my gism
falling on my chest. Laughing the girls ran off leaving me in the road.

After that day I couldn't face another girl knowing that she knew about my
"affliction" and wondering what she thought. I became progressively withdrawn
and shy and by the time I was 18 and ready to go to university I was a paranoid
mess and still a virgin.

In those days we didn't have the same amount of pornographic material around as
now. Most of our sexual titillation came from reading magazines such as Parade
and Health and Efficiency. These showed lots of tits but all pubic hair was
hidden or air-brushed out. One guy at school had a brother in the army based in
Germany who sent him some photographs. These were poor quality black and white
snaps but were the real thing. They showed cocks being sucked and cunts and
arses being fucked. This was my first indication of what sex was all about.

I wouldn't have gone to university if it wasn't for my parents. They had never
had the chance to get any further education and they quietly held the hopes
that I would be the first in the family to obtain a degree. I really couldn't
bear to disappoint them even though it would cause me grief. I've always been
pretty good at school work and I easily got straight A's in my A levels. I had
the full range of universities to choose from and I decided to pick one far
from my native London. I decided to head north to Manchester.

During my first semester I had a room in the University Halls. I found it
difficult to cope with the large number of new faces and I decided to switch to
lodgings. The accommodation department fixed me up with lodgings in the
outskirts of the city and it was a dark January evening that my taxi pulled up
outside my lodgings. It was pouring with rain and the street looked as
miserable as I felt. Although I had been in the north for some months the rows
of terraced houses and the occasional mill looked alien to me. Basically I felt
alone and depressed.

The taxi pulled up outside a large detached Victorian house. I left the taxi
and carried my suitcase up the path to the door. The house looked tidy and well
maintained and very welcoming.

My ringing of the bell resulted in the front door opening by a middle aged
lady. She was of medium height and what I would politely describe as plump. She
had a pleasant face and the most striking jet black hair tied up in a bun
behind her head. She smiled broadly in welcome and spoke: "Ah, Mr Jones, please
come in."

The hall was warm and well furnished, I could see that this lady was wealthy.

As I walked into the hall the woman gave me a firm hug, her large soft breasts
pressing against my chest. "My name is Miss Ackroyd, but please call me Minnie,
welcome to our home." At that moment a thinner lady of similar age came into
the hall. "This is my sister, Joan." Minnie added.

"Let go of him at once!" Joan spoke sharply.

"Yes dear," Minnie replied docilely albeit with a smile on her face. "Mr Jones
is such a nice young man, don't you think?" Minnie added.

"Behave yourself," Joan retorted.

The difference between the ladies was startling and I wouldn't have recognised
them as being sisters. Joan was the same height as Minnie but where Minnie was
rather fat, Joan was almost painfully thin. She did however have the same jet
black hair and this was probably the best indication of their relationship.

"Follow me," Joan commanded and led the way up the stairs. "Please call me
Henry," I suggested trying to break the ice. She snorted dismissively in
return.

She led the way into a large bedroom which must have been three times the size
of my halls room. Typically Victorian the ceiling was at least 9 feet high and
had ornate mouldings. The decoration was beautifully done and completely in
period. The furniture was clearly antique and in the middle of the room was the
crowning glory, a four poster double bed. I was amazed and speechless - what a
pad! "The bathroom is at the end of the hall," Joan told me.

"Minnie will serve tea in 10 minutes," Joan added as she left the room.

I quickly unpacked and went downstairs to the lounge. Minnie was in the room
pouring tea. I noticed that there were only two cups.

"Joan has gone to bed," Minnie informed me. I sat down on the luxurious settee.

"Joan seemed very cross, I hope I haven't upset her." I wanted to make sure I
stayed in the ladies' good books.

"Don't worry about Joan," Minnie answered, "she wasn't angry with you."

"If you are going to live here you need to understand things." Minnie started.
"We may not look it but Joan and I are twins. I'm the elder by 10 minutes.
During the war I married a fighter pilot. Two days later he was shot down and
killed. I had a nervous breakdown and Joan nursed me through. I started eating
for comfort and that's why I so much fatter than her. Joan has made it her
life's work protecting me and that's why she seems so bossy. Really she means
no harm."

After tea I made my excuses and went up to bed. I changed into my pyjamas and
went into the bathroom. This was another huge room with genuine Victorian
fitments. As I settled down on the toilet for a dump I noticed a laundry basket
beside me. A pair of knickers was peeping out from under the lid. My curiosity
aroused I lifted the lid. At the top were two pairs of white knickers. From the
differing sizes it was obvious which belonged to which sister. I felt a little
excited that I was holding something that had been in the most intimate contact
with these women. With a little self disgust I found myself wondering how they
smelled. I couldn't resist the temptation and held each in turn against my face
breathing in the scent.

Joan's had a light lavender scent. The gusset was slightly stained yellow and
curled up was a single black pubic hair. What amazed me that uncoiled it was
all of 4 inches long. Minnie's knickers also had a subtle scent. The gusset was
somewhat more stained with a dark skidmark. I inhaled the pungent musk from the
cloth feeling my blood tingle. My cock stiffened and I felt it move up my
stomach. I leant back and gently rubbed my cock with Minnie's knickers.

There is one advantage to having a huge cock. By leaning forward I could easily
take the bell end into my mouth. The sensation of taking my salty cock into my
mouth was fabulous. I rubbed harder as I sucked feeling my pre-cum fill my
mouth. Soon the delightful pressure of my orgasm began and I sucked and rubbed
harder. With jets of ecstasy my hot semen filled my mouth. I swallowed quickly
relishing the extreme pleasure of my orgasm. They say that too much ejaculating
depletes your zinc levels. I liked to think that by drinking my cum I helped
restore the balance. In any event, I loved the taste.

Things settled down at my new abode and with time I became more at ease with
the two sisters. I noticed that Joan began to warm slightly towards me although
she still nagged Minnie at every opportunity. Minnie must have had the most
even temperament because never once did she lose her temper or answer back to
Joan.

I hadn't mentioned that the two sisters had separate bedrooms on the same floor
as mine. Most evenings they were in the habit of going to bed around ten o
clock. Once or twice late in the evening I heard muffled sounds of what sounded
like a scream coming from Minnie's room. For most times I ignored it but one
night I heard particularly load sounds and crept to the closed door of Minnie's
room.

I could hear her gasping and moaning rhythmically. For time to time she spoke
as if pleading with someone... "Yes, yes... more!!", she whimpered. Then I
realised what was going on. Someone was giving Minnie a serious seeing to.
Slowly her moans became louder and faster until with a shriek she came. I crept
back to my room to deal with the huge boner which had grown in my pants. As I
wanked I fantasised about Minnie in the nude.

I suppose the first big surprise came after a couple of months. One evening I
was relaxing in the bath when a frantic knocking came on the bathroom door. I
called out "who's there?"

"I must come in!" called out Joan, and with that the door flew open - I had
forgotten to lock the door. Joan rushed over to the toilet, hitched up her
skirt and pulled her pants down. With a sigh she sat down and started to piss.
It sounded like a hose pipe - I guessed she had been really desperate to go.
Suddenly she farted loudly and started to dump - and I mean big time. Something
must have upset her stomach because the alternating sound of farting and
splashing of turds went on for some time. The smell was pretty horrible but I
found it sort of sexy.

She sighed as she finished. "Sorry Henry, I just had to go."

She stood and started to wipe herself. Her skirt was hitched right up and her
lower body was completely exposed. She was seriously thin and her pelvic bones
stood out proud. What was amazing was her pubic bush. It was huge. Thick long
black hair covered not only her pubic mound but spread up to her navel and over
her thighs. Her bush also hung down over the gap between her thighs hiding her
labia. The sight was exciting and my cock stiffened.

As she finished wiping Joan looked up and caught me staring at her crotch. I
blushed deeply and started to stammer my apologies. The expected angry rebuke
did not materialise. Instead Joan's gaze instead turned to the head of my cock
poking above the water level. It was her turn to stare.

"Stand up Henry," she asked with a husky voice. I was seriously embarrassed but
without thinking I stood. My cock was fully stiff and up flat against my belly.

"Fabulous!" Joan whispered as she grasped my cock with her hand. Before I knew
what was happening she took the end of my cock into her mouth and gave me the
most amazing blow job. Gently she bobbed her head up and down progressively
taking more and more of me down her throat. With each movement Joan gave a
small moaning sound. Slowly the old familiar pressure began to build.

"I'm coming," I gasped. To my surprise Joan sucked harder. With a culmination
of pressure my fluids jetted into her mouth. Joan swallowed but couldn't quite
cope with the flood. The excess dribbled out of the side of her mouth and down
her chin. Joan stepped back with a contented look on her face and with a deft
movement of her finger wiped the excess semen from her chin into her mouth.

"That was nice Henry. I hope we can do that again but please don't tell Minnie
- leave that to me."

I nodded as she left.

One Friday evening a couple of weeks after my bathroom encounter with Joan I
was sat in my room reading. It was only nine thirty but the two sisters had
gone upstairs.

The rhythmic creaking sound started coming from Minnie's room. I was curious
and crept to her door. This time the door was partly open and the light was
shining in the room. I crept to the door. I could hear the creaking sound again
along with moaning. I eased the door open and looked in.

The two sisters were naked on the bed. Minnie was on her back with her legs in
the air. Joan was knelt down in front of Minnie and was sucking on her cunt.
From the reflection in the dressing table window I could see that Joan's thin
arm was stuck up Minnies arse! Gently and steadily Joan was easing her arm in
and out of Minnie. At most the arm was inserted almost up to Joan's elbow. With
each thrust Minnie gave a moan of pleasure.

Their nakedness sharply contrasted the difference in their physiques. Both had
the most amazing pale skin which contrasted sharply with their black hair.
Minnie was marvellously voluptuous her belly and large breasts spread out. Her
crotch seemed just as hairy as Joan's, the long tufts of hair showing from
between her fleshy thighs. Minnie had her arms up above her head revealing
dense bushes of hair in her arm pits. This hair glistened with her sweat and
curled as only wet hair can.

Joan in contrast seemed almost anorexic. Her ribs and pelvic bones were clearly
visible and her breasts were small but surprisingly firm. Her arse was thrust
in the air and her thin buttocks parted to reveal her heavily hairy crotch. Her
pink anus was just visible and seemed to gape slightly open. "Perhaps she also
enjoys anal attention," I pondered.

To my surprise I found both women highly arousing. The white of their skin and
thick black hair were the most exciting things I had ever seen. I eased my cock
out of my pants and started slowly wanking.

I watched mesmerised and Joan skilfully brought Minnie to her peak. The licking
and deep fisting combined to bring her to a shattering climax. Gently Joan
removed her hand and the two sisters hugged and kissed.

Suddenly Joan looked up and saw me reflected in the mirror.

"What are you doing, spying on us!" she shouted.

I stood petrified wishing the floor would swallow me up. I couldn't speak, my
terror and shyness flooded my body. Joan got off the bed and walked up to me.

"Come here," she commanded and pulled me in.

You can call me a wuss but I was terrified.

"We give you accomodation and you betray us by spying on our private lives, how
dare you!" Joan seemed almost apoplectic with rage.

Then the to my surprise and confusion, both women burst into laughter.

"I can't keep this up," Joan gasped and she kissed me deeply. As she did I
could taste Minnie's muskiness on Joan's lips. Both women stripped me and took
me over to the bed.

"Relax Henry," Minnie cooed, "We left the door open because we wanted you to
join us."

We lay on the bed, me between them and with their arms wrapped around me.

Lying on the bed between the two sisters was unbelievably erotic. Close up I
could smell their arousal. The smell of sweat and musk. My face was near
Minnie's armpit and her powerful scent filled my head. You might think I'm
perverted enjoying these women's body odours but believe me there was a
difference between this smell and the normal nasty body odour. People who don't
wash stink. The action of the bacteria on their bodies make nasty smelling
substances which just isn't sexy. In this case it was a clean smell if you can
imagine it. There was no underlying stench just a tang of sexual excitement and
a hint of pheromones.

On impulse I pressed my face into Minnie's armpit, revelling in the wetness of
her hair and her sweat. Her muskiness almost hid a subtle herbal aroma.

"Do you like it?" Minnie asked.

I murmured assent not wanting to remove my face from this beautiful spot."

"We don't like modern deodrants," Minnie continued. "They leave nasty deposits
of chemicals which block up your pores. We wash with an extract of herbs which
let you sweat but prevent nasty smells."

I had to agree that it worked beautifully.

Gently Minnie rubbed her hand up and down my straining cock. She then moved
down and took it into her mouth. Joan for her part moved further down and began
to suck on my balls. Gently she sucked each one in turn taking it into her
mouth and rubbing with her tongue.

This joint treatment rapidly brought me close to orgasm. Sensing my excitement
Joan moved onto me and eased my cock into her tight but extremely wet cunt. She
pushed down hard onto me trying to get all my cock into her. As she worked me
in and out Minnie was licking at Joan's crotch. I felt her tongue flicker
across my cock before moving to Joan's anus. Joan began to gasp as Minnie
sucked and licked and pushed harder onto me trying to get all my cock into her
cunt.

"Stop dear," Minnie spoke, "let's try something else." With that she pulled my
cock out of Joan's cunt and pressed it against Joan's anus. Joan got the
message and pushed down firmly. With only the slightest resistance it slid
deeply into her rectum. Joan continued to push down until she was sat on my
upper thighs and had every last centimetre of my cock buried up her arse.

I cannot describe the feeling other than liken it to being firmly held in a
hot, wet, tight, velvet tube. Slowly Joan raised herself so my cock withdrew
until only the head was inside her. She then pushed me back in fully. This was
repeated, ever quickening, sending rivers of sweet sensations through my body.

There was no doubt that Joan was also getting seriously turned on. Her face
became red and this colour flooded down her neck onto her bouncing breasts. She
gasped hoarsely with every thrust. Almost unbelievably I felt my cock swell as
my excitement rose. Joan felt it too and began to whimper. I wanted this to go
on for ever but soon I felt the irresistible sensations building in my cock and
balls - that pressure that demanded release. With fierce spasms my cock jetted
fluids deep into Joan's bowel. The pulsing of my cock seemed to act as a
trigger and with a cry of exultation Joan orgasmed.

Gasping Joan collapsed on top of me. I could feel her delightful breasts
pressing against my chest and the thump of her heart still racing with her
excitement. Slowly we recovered and I felt my cock soften. To my slight
surprise I felt Minnie ease my cock out of Joan. She then pressed her mouth
over Joan's open anus and sucked on my sperm as it poured out. What can I say -
this was the dirtiest and at the same time most exciting thing I had seen. I
resolved to try this for myself the next time I buggered one of the sisters.

Sated, we rested enjoying that warm apres-sex glow. Joan spoke as I gently
nuzzled into Minnie's hirsute armpit licking and tasting her salty sweat. She
explained how after Minnie's husband's death neither of them felt the need to
find a husband, albeit for different reasons. Minnie was too devastated after
her breakdown and Joan was too involved in helping Minnie recover.

Instead they chose to please each other when they felt sexual urges. They were
not lesbian in the usual sense but, as sisters, would provide such release as
they needed.

My arrival had helped to awaken their heterosexual urges, coupled with a
maternal urge to mother me! Strangely I felt a strong bond with both of them.
Although they were almost 50 years old and definitely did not meet the accepted
standards of beauty normally sought by someone of my age, I found them
profoundly sexy.

A week or two later I had an incredible experience with Minnie. It was one
Saturday morning. Joan had travelled to the nearby city of Liverpool to visit a
friend leaving Minnie and I alone in the house. As I walked into the lounge I
saw Minnie standing with her back to me in front of the table. She was
engrossed in watching birds feed in the garden.

I quietly stepped up and wrapped my arms around her. I nuzzled her neck and she
writhed first with surprise and then with pleasure. "Hello gorgeous," I
whispered.

"Behave yourself, you bad boy," she scolded, blushing with pleasure at my
complement.

I slowly moved down her body rubbing her with my hands. As I knelt Minnie leant
forward over the table. I gently began to stroke her ankles relishing the
texture of her plump flesh below her nylon stockings. Slowly I moved my hands
up her calves lifting her skirt as I went. More and more of her black
stockinged legs were revealed. As her thighs were exposed Minnie reached down
and lifted her skirt over her waist leaving me free to explore further.

I stroked and kissed her thighs smelling a slight body aroma through their
nylon covering. I reached up and pulled her tights down but leaving her which
panties in place - I was in no hurry to unwrap this parcel.

Minnie was bent over fully and her pantie gusset fully exposed. Her wonderful
thatch of pubic hair sprouted from the leg openings in the panties. her gusset
had a slight yellow staining and I could not resist kissing the material which
was so intimately in contact with her. The cloth was damp with Minnie's fluids
and smelled of a wonderful mix of her urine and musk. If they could bottle that
combination as an aphrodisiac they would make a fortune.

I pushed my face against her and Minnie wriggled as my nose was forced into her
vaginal cleft.

I decided it was time to get personal and I eased her panties down. Her hairy
cunt was amazing. Because of her weight Minnies outer labia were large and
fleshy hiding her inner lips turning her vagina into a slit. I eased the
opening apart and gently flicked my tongue into her.

The taste and smell was even stronger and exciting. Her open vagina oozed
moisture and a white mucus. Out of interest I licked this sticky deposit. The
mucus had a wonderful salty taste as it dissolved on my tongue. In my quest for
more my tongue boldly pushed into her warm opening making Minnie writhe and
gasp.

Minnie moved her rear upward so that my tongue reached what I know now to be
her clit. It was large and swollen and I took it into my mouth. At this Minnie
started to get really excited and pushed herself against me so that her clit
slid in and out like a tiny cock. I sucked harder and Minnie gave a cry of
pleasure as she came.

This was serious fun and Minnie's reaction was a real turn on. I decided to
check out her anus and moved upward. Minnie's anus showed the effects of Joan's
fisting. It gaped slightly and looked just a little swollen. The ring
surrounding the opening stood proud and had a small pile on one side. The area
immediately around her anus had a brownish pigmentation.

I ran my tongue around the rim tasting, enjoying, absorbing the new aroma.
Minnie pushed towards me trying to ease my tongue into her. I obliged tasting a
darker, bitter taste as my tongue entered her hot receptive anus. I tasted
small bitter deposits which I realised were the remains of her last bowel
movement. The idea of licking someone else's shit should have disgusted me but
I found it exciting and very intimate.

Deeper and deeper I tongued Minnie's anus feeling her relax and open up to me.
He This must have been to much for Minnie because she soon gasped begging me
"to fuck her bum."

Again I had to oblige and soon I was easing my cock into her receptive rear. As
each inch entered Minnie wriggled and pushed. Soon and was fully in and I began
to piston in and out of her. With every thrust Minnie gasped and pushed against
me, at the same time rotating her arse as she milked every last sensation from
my cock.

Soon we were pushing frantically and it was only a matter of time before I
blasted my spunk into Minnie.

I eased my cock out and immediately I knelt behind Minnies gaping anus. Slowly
I saw my sperm begin to pour out, not it's usual white but with a brownish
tinge. I pressed my mouth against her and sucked. The fluid's normal taste had
been enhanced with slight bitterness and I gulped frantically not wished to
miss a drop. Her anus gaped even wider and I ran my tongue deep inside licking
up every last drop.

I looked at Minnie as we put back on our clothing. Her face was smiling radient
and had a pink blush. She looked like a cat which had eaten a gallon of cream.

Later that day when Joan came home I could see from the glint in her eye that
she was feeling randy. She disappeared into the kitchen with Minnie where they
had a short whispered conversation. I couldn't hear what they were saying but I
could tell they were up to mischief.

They both came into the lounge where I was sat and taking hold of one of my
arms each took me upstairs to my room. Here they quickly stripped me and then
themselves.

"Time for your further education," Joan instructed me.

Once we were on the bed the sisters began skillfully to bring me to the boil.
Once my cock was fully stiff they moved me onto my back lifted my legs up.
Minnie bent down and licked on my cock-head. Joan began to suck on my anus. I
was momentarily worried since I hadn't showered that day but Joan seemed to
thoroughly enjoy the taste. The sensation of her tongue rubbing and poking into
me was incredible. I willed my anus to relax and was rewarded by the feeling of
her tongue moving past my first sphincter.

Soon her tongue was replaced by a greased finger. Skillfully Joan eased her
finger in and out, rotating it and gently easing me open. Once she was
satisfied a second finger was inserted. This was slightly uncomfortable for a
moment but I soon opened up for her. In fairly quick succession Joan introduced
all her fingers and her thumb into my arse having first liberally applied KY
jelly to it.

It was tight and a little sore. Sensing this Joan spoke. "Relax Henry," she
coaxed.

I did my best and felt a gently increasing pressure as she advanced her hand
into me. I could sense that she was up to her knuckles in me when she spoke.

"Now relax as much as you can." With a sharp pain her hand entered my arse. I
gasped with the pain and Joan stopped moving, allowing me time to recover. My
arse felt like I had a huge turd in it. Full and slightly comforting. Now the
moment had come I realised that I wanted nothing more than to feel Joan's arm
fully inside me.

"OK, I'm ready," I spoke once the pain had subsided. Gently but firmly Joan
eased her arm in. Inch by inch I was filled - no specific sensations other than
an amazing fullness and a deep sense of intimacy. Once Joan's arm was fully in,
Minnie lowered my legs. She began to suck on my cock rubbing it's length firmly
with her greasy hands. The pressure of Joan's arm on my prostrate was amazing
and I felt my cock stiffen like never before.

My orgasm was overwhelming. The normal pulsing sensation was magnified by the
pressure of Joan's arm. What seemed like pints of my gism flooed into Minnie's
mouth. At first she swallowed what she could but she soon gave up allowing the
surpulus to dribble down her chin. So strong was my ejaculation that I felt the
room turning grey as I approached fainting. Somehow I stayed conscious and lay
back exhausted.

I could recount more of my sexual adventures with these two wonderful women but
some things are best kept private. You might think our relationship feakish but
we had much to offer each other. The sisters having satisfied each other for 20
years welcomed me as a surrogate who they could mother and who could provide
them with the hetrosexual satisfaction they needed. In them I received
unconditional love and sexual experience beyond compare.

I completed my university course gaining a first class honours degree and,
after completing my PhD, joined the university staff as a senior lecturer. I
stayed with the sisters Ackroyd and we continued our sexual adventures for over
twenty years.

In 1992, Joan died suddenly. Within two days Minnie died, I guess from grief,
and I was left alone. I mourned them and regretted their passing but was
consoled by the joy we had shared for all those years.

They were buried together on the same day. Afterwards I stood alone by the
grave offering my final farewell prayers and my thanks to these two amazing
women.

I felt a touch on my shoulder. Turning I felt a deep sense of deja vue as I saw
a short plump girl in her late twenties with thick black hair tied in a bun. It
could have been Minnie at that age and I felt my head swim with the shock.

"Are you all right Henry?" she asked, "your face has gone pale."

First I nodded mutely but after a moment found my voice. "You remind me of
someone very dear to me. How do you know my name?"

"I'm Sarah, everyone says I look like Aunt Minnie," she continued.

"Joan and Minnie were my Aunts. They told me all about you."

"Everything?" I croaked in a sudden panic.

"Yes everything. My aunts both knew that they were getting older and that they
didn't have much longer to live. Because you are so much younger than them,
they hated the idea of you being left alone and they asked me to come and look
after you if anything ever happened to them. After what they told me about your
life together I was happy to agree."

With that and with a quiet smile on her face, she took my arm and led me back
to the house.

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