"Aunt Rae?" they responded together. Daddy's younger sister was in her early thirties, and not exactly the sort she would expect to have slutty suggestions for them. The word "soccer mom" came to mind, actually, even though she wasn't married.
The only indication she wasn't still a virgin was her daughter Emily. Emily had been her little slip-up in high school; Rae was sixteen when she gave birth to her, and Emily was sixteen now.
After Daddy called his sister and confirmed she would be home, the girls put on some outdoors clothes and took Jenny's car to Aunt Rae's house, curious about what was in store for them. The drive wasn't too long; Aunt Rae lived in the house that had belonged to their grandfather, which was less than a mile from their house. When they arrived, they still hadn't decided how to ask their aunt what Daddy wanted them to ask.
Aunt Rae and Emily were their perfectly normal selves when they entered the house, so Jenny didn't even know if Daddy had told his sister why they were visiting. She kissed them on the cheek like usual, and Emily hugged them like usual.
But once they were sitting on the back porch enjoying sweet tea and cookies, Jenny noticed Emily having trouble keeping a straight face. She looked at Aunt Rae and saw her smile with mischief.
"What did Daddy tell you?" Jenny asked with suspicion, and her aunt let out a light laugh.
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