It was strange that after so long that my emotions wouldremain so strong. Maybe I was just clinging to the unattainable so that Iwouldn't get hurt by ...nyone else. It went to show just how pathetic Ireally was. I was afraid to get married, and afraid to have kids for fearthat I would do what my mother had done to me and ruin my own children'slives. It was better that I remain alone so that the cycle of abuse couldbe broken, or at least that's what I told myself.For the first time in years I. She had not changed almost at all in 20 years. She still had the long reddish brown hair with a tint of gray. She was still not a fashion plate by any means. She wore a pair of jeans and a long flannel shirt opened just enough so i could tell she had on a helter top underneath.She was definately a tomboy, but i remember that gorgeous bady that lied underneath. "Cousin!" She yelled and gave me a big giant hug and a kiss on the cheek. I could feel her 36c boobs crushing into my chest,. More

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