This was my Tante Belle, that I remembered. XXX I moved to the dresser that sat at the back of the closet. I was captivated. Tante Belle would make us coffee with her “cafetiere a piston”, a device known as a French press. Things took off fast between Rachel and I. My eyes locked onto her ass, and admired how it lilted from side to side with her hips. It was with those embittered feelings that I decided to cut my wrists. Both of my parents worked, and had very little time for me. In moments she had dove head first and disappeared, breaking the calm surface and quieting the local frogs.
Actors:
Isabelle Deltore / Kathy Anderson
