Rate this story I liked to go over to my Aunt Charlene’s house, and watch her work in thegarden. She seemed to work out there quite a bit, and one day, I was there allday with her, from early morning until late in the afternoon. Wearing only ahalter top, it wasn’t long after she quit and took a bath that I noticed how red she was. “Doesn’t that hurt?” I asked. She nodded. “I got way too much sun, huh?” “You need something on that,” I said. “We have some aloe stuff in the medicine chest, I think,” she said....
