I slid down the car and cautiously made my way over to her. She grabbed my head and pressed it into her ample bust and I couldn't help but blush. She could definitely get a guy or two into trouble, and I made myself feel sick knowing that she was my aunt, even if it wasn’t by blood.

“It's nice to meet you Coraline,” I said as I tried to pull myself away from her death grip.

“Just call me Cora. Now come on, I'll put a pot of coffee on, and I bet you boys are starving. I'll rustle us up some lunch, how does that sound?” She asked...