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...Or maybe not? I was more confused than anything else. The woman who stood in front of me almost gave me a feeling of nostalgia. But I could not place my finger on it for the life of me. I was a little scared to talk to her, but my curiosity was piqued. With a somewhat shaky hand, I pressed the button for the window and rolled it down. Slowly, I saw more and more of this woman's features until the window was fully down. The second it stopped, the woman bent over and stared directly at me with a large smile plastered over her rather beautiful face.

She took a hand off her hip and quickly waved at me. With closed eyes, she then sang to me in a beautiful, yet vaguely reminiscent voice. "Hiya, Jackie! How've you been?" Her body jiggled from the enthusiastic wave she sent my way. Now, that's not to say that this woman was fat by any means; far from it, actually. There was just a lot of fluidity in her motions that gave her a very animated appearance. I could dig it.

What I couldn't dig, however, was that this woman knew my name. Who on earth is she, and why does she know me without me knowing her back? I waved at the woman while trying my best to match her bubbly attitude. "Oh, um, hello there, miss. Do I know you, by chance?"

She opened her eyes and continued stretching her ear-to-ear grin. Her blue eyes sparkled at me, resonating a very humble yet caring aura. I don't even know her name, but she already displays a motherly warmth to her that greatly attracts me. Right as I think that, however, I see her eyes grow concerned. Her eyebrows move up and she pouts at me slightly. "Aw, you don't remember your Aunt Stephanie, Jackie? Well, I guess that can't be helped."

Aunt Stephanie... Aunt Stephanie... Aunt... Stephanie...? Nope, no bells are being rung today.

Stephanie shrugged and stood back up in front of the passenger side of Melanie's car. She was dressed very casually; not in a suggestive or punky way, like my principal, but in a humble and down-to-earth way. She wore a basic gray top with a band logo on it, some light-brown slacks, and a pair of used loafers. Though the colors were not by any means extravagant, they appeared to stand out against her beautiful shade of fur. She was visibly teal, but upon closer examination, I could see trace hairs of blue that very closely resembled my fur. It was more apparent on her shorter-than-average tail, which continued to wag violently. There was not a single gem or accessory on her body or clothing. As I said, her appearance was very humble and genuine. In a way, I admired it a lot. She looked like a very natural cat.

I think Stephanie wanted me to respond to her, but I couldn't think of anything to say. Aunt Stephanie? I have absolutely no idea what this lady is talking about. The only aunt I know of is my beautifully sexy aunt Rachael, who I see more as a third mother now than anything. She's Stacy's only sibling, as far as I'm aware. Morgan is an only child, too. The only person I can think of is my deceased father, Roy. I think he had an older sister, but I remember my parents saying that she went AWOL after Dad passed away. We don't even talk about her.

Again, the woman named Stephanie bent over, but this time she pushed some of herself inside through the window. I wanted to back away, as I was unsure of this person's motives or true identity. Before I had the chance to move, however, the woman stuck out her bluish lips and planted a fat kiss on my cheek. It was very hot; physically, I mean. The woman seemed to be sweating up a storm. Despite how forward the display of affection was, however, I felt inclined to return the favor, as she moved her head to the side, exposing her right cheek to me.

I didn't though, and I froze instead. I seriously had no idea what this woman's game was. I don't want to assume the worst, but for all I know she could be a predator. I really do not want to believe that, but you never know. She noticed my hesitancy to repay her kiss and sighed. Stephanie moved backward and removed her head from the car, but not before opening the door from the inside and flinging it open. I was now once again exposed to the hot late-spring sun. After opening it, the woman then walked into the doorway and placed her hands on me.

Bad-touch? I honestly don't know. I didn't have time to think about it before the teal beauty pulled me up out of the seat into a standing position. I faced her and looked into her eyes with a confused expression. She put a paw up to her mouth and blinked. When her eyes opened up again, I saw tears fill them. Once again, her eyebrows raised up. She then took her hand away and lunged at me, crying loudly.

"Oh, Jackie! I've missed you so much! I never thought I was going to see you again!" Stephanie's embrace on me was tight. Though, honestly, I don't know if I wanted to escape, even if I could. The fact that she was sobbing made it even more personal. 'Missed me so much?' Okay, maybe I do know her and just haven't seen her in a long time. Maybe? I'm so lost right now.

I brought my arms behind her back and tightened the hug. Whether I know her or not, she feels like a person who deserves some TLC. I pulled the woman into me and rubbed her back. I tried to bring her in closer, but something came in the way. Two somethings, actually. I didn't realize till the hug started that this woman was very... endowed, so to speak. However, the empathy I was feeling for her right now counteracted any horny desires in my brain.

After a couple of seconds of continued sobbing, Stephanie finally unlocked her arms and pulled back. She reached inside her left pocket and pulled out a handkerchief. She blew into it violently while I just stood there. It was very awkward, but at the same time, I felt like she needed this right now. I stepped away from the door of the car so I could close it. When I turned my head back, the woman gave a sobbing laugh at me.

"Heh, I fucking knew this was gonna happen. I told myself I didn't need to cry, but I did it anyway." Stephanie shook her head and then folded up the snotty handkerchief before stuffing it into her pocket. I still had no idea what was going on, so I had to break the silence with her. "Miss, who are you?" I know being so forward with that question may have come across as rude, but she's the one who put me in this situation, so she's the one that needs to provide answers.

Once the woman was down to a couple of sniffles, she decided to address my concerns. "Ugh, I'm sorry for making you feel uncomfortable, Jackie. I just haven't seen you since Roy passed away, and I'm just so happy to be with you again." Wait, Roy? Hold up; this woman actually knows about me? What the fuck is going on here?

"You knew my father, miss?" I wanted to say more than that, but my mind wanted to focus specifically on what she said about Dad. It was like instinct or something. Stephanie had stopped sniffling and she wiped her eyes with two fingers. "Know him? Jackie, I'm his sister. That's why I said I'm your Aunt Stephanie." Sister? But I thought she was gone. Not dead, but she was just off the radar and chose to live in solitude. This is her? I stared harder into her eyes to see if I could remember more. It's true when they say that the eyes are windows to the soul, so maybe I could see more about her if I tried hard enough:

Mommy continued holding my hand while she was crying. I wanted to cry more, but I couldn't do it. Daddy lay in his coffin with a good suit on. I liked that suit. It had happy colors and it made me feel good. It had the only happy colors in the whole room. Other big people kept walking around with scary black clothes on. Well, maybe not scary. It was sad. I was sad. I wanted to cry again, but Mommy held my hand harder.

Mommy then looked at me with a sad face. She shook as she talked to me. "Jackie, my son," she said very sadly. My ears raised up when she said my name. "Yes, Mommy?" Mommy took a hand off the coffin and held my other paw. A big ball of snot came down her nose. I wanted to wipe it from her so she could stay beautiful, but my hands couldn't move. Mommy talked again, but a big sound of crying was louder than her. I looked left and saw a woman dressed like Mommy. She was kneeling on the ground and was punching it. Why is she hurting the ground?

"God damn it, Roy!" the woman yelled in a sad voice. I flinched as she kept saying bad words while hitting the carpet. "Why did you have to leave me, Roy?! Aaah!" She screamed very loudly. I took my paws away and covered my ears. Mommy looked over at the woman and stood up. Mommy, are you going somewhere? Please don't go. This is scaring me. Please stay here, Mommy.

Mommy held my hand and walked over to the woman. She was crying really hard. I wanted to hug her, but she also scared me. She was so sad. I feel like she needed a hug. Mommy kept walking me toward her. I let go of Mommy's hand and ran to her. She looked up and me and stopped crying. She then held out her arms and hugged me. It felt so good. It was a good hug. I liked it a lot.

"I'm so sorry, Jackie," the woman still cried. I hugged her harder. Maybe she'll stop crying if I hug her harder. Please stop crying, Miss. And why are you sorry? The woman stopped our hug and sat down on the floor. "Stacy, I'm so sorry," she said. She looked up and saw Mommy behind me. I went to her legs and clung on. Mommy, please, I don't know what to do.

Mommy bent over and held the woman's arm. She pulled her up and then touched her face. "Thank you, Stephanie," Mommy said. Steph... anie... I liked that name. It's a pretty name. Stephanie, Stephanie, Stephanie. Why would a woman with a pretty name be so sad? Miss Stephanie smiled, but I knew she was still sad. She then hugged Mommy. Mommy and Stephanie cried into each other while I stayed on her leg. I saw other big adults in black clothes go over to Daddy. They nodded at him and cried. Everyone was crying. I wanted to cry more, but I couldn't. But I was still sad, even though I wasn't crying.

I looked back up and Stephanie was gone. Where did she go? Please come back, Miss Stephanie. I liked you. You were so pretty and had a pretty name. Why did you leave? Mommy held out a hand and looked shocked. Did Miss Stephanie run out and leave us behind? Please don't leave us behind, Miss. Daddy left Mommy and me. I want him back. I want Miss Stephanie back, too.

Why didn't she say goodbye to Daddy?

Why?

A drop of something wet hit my pants. I looked up to see if it was raining, but quickly noticed it was just my eyes watering. Fuck, why did I have to remember that? Instinctively, I leaned into Aunt Stephanie and hugged her again. It was just a single tear, but it had a lot of weight. The weight of a lost family member. But it wasn't for Dad, this time. I had already cried my river's worth for Dad. That tear was for Stephanie.

My aunt soon pulled me off of her and lifted my chin. I sniffled as she gazed into my eyes with compassion. "I'm sorry for making you remember that, Jackie. I swear I will not leave again." She kissed me on the cheek again, but much more silently this time. I wish it wasn't, though. I wanted to know how much she missed me. I barely remember her, but I feel like I've missed a huge portion of my life due to her absence. Where has Stephanie been since the funeral? And why?

I wiped my eyes dry and leaned against the car. "Why have you been gone for so long?" My aunt looked at me with an embarrassed expression and sighed. Her bubbly attitude had completely dropped. Stephanie closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. Oh boy, here comes a 20-minute monologue. Her chest bounced as she quickly exhaled and calmed herself. She wanted to talk, I know it. But not right now, it would seem.

Stephanie extended a teal hand to me, turned upwards. She wanted me to hold it, I could tell. I looked down at it and then back up at her. "Come, Jackie. We need to reconnect." Begrudgingly, I put my hand in hers and sighed. She interlocked our fingers and pulled me towards her. I walked with my aunt through the mostly empty parking lot, away from my principal's car. Nervous, I started to sweat a little. "H-hey, Aunt Stephanie," I warily spoke to her. "Where are we going?"

She stopped walking once we reached an old, beat-up sedan with a rusted top. I'm guessing this is her car? Where is she planning on taking me? Stephanie walked me over to the passenger's side and used her spare hand to open the door. It squeaked loudly. Before I could step away, Stephanie pushed me inside with a big grin on her face. The door closed before I could even sit up. It smelled old in the car. What that means, I don't know. I'm sure somebody out there will understand me. It was also extremely hot in there, as the interior was almost completely black. Everything hurt to touch; especially the seatbelt.

By the time I sat up, Stephanie jumped into the car behind the wheel and purred. I started to pant from the heat inside. It was completely suffocating. "Hey," I spoke up with a dry voice. My throat was feeling gravelly already, and I'd only been sitting in this pile of rust for 35 seconds. "Stephanie, where are we going?" My blue aunt turned her face to me and gave me a calm smile.

"Wherever you want, hun. You're probably hungry, and I definitely am hungry; let's fix that." I hadn't thought about it until now, but yeah, I was pretty starving. I had only a little bit of my lunch, and the cum I had slurped from both Mel and Tara wasn't enough to substitute. Yeah, I guess I'm hungry. I could go for some fries and a shake right about now. After sitting up and delicately strapping the boiling-hot seatbelt around me, I leaned back into the faux leather seat and exhaled. "Yeah, I know a good place around here."