Apart from being called Doctor and having long hair, I didn't know a damn thing about myself. Oh, sure ... I knew I was a man and I knew I had a barit...ne voice. But no name, no address, not even a vague memory of what my own face looked like. Absolutely nothing.But for some perverse reason I was unwilling to admit this to the Voice. Pure gut instinct probably ... some innate sense of self-preservation. Obviously it wanted something in particular from me, but if it even suspected that I didn't. The Delhi couple were waiting for their pick up taxi which never came. As I passed them I asked if they wanted to hike a ride to the hotel… When inquired their hotel was on the way to my place. So I asked them to come and sit as it was on the way. They sat. We started to talk bout Delhi and they were talking bout the Goa as they had come for their honeymoon some 15 years back. Her husband seems to be nice but all he was talking bout getting drunk and sleeping. On other way she was more. We were distant relatives and very close family friends. I always had hots for shari chechi, who was 4 yrs elder to me and also her younger sister shipra a year younger to me. Both the sisters we typical mallu bombshells. all credits to their mom who yet another goddess.We reached their home and aunty and Shipra greeted us with warm and cock raising hugs. I was very happy as it was four days stay and I was gonna enjoy the company of my beloved and hot sisters. By evening shari chechi also came. "I hope to hear those moans soon," he looked deep into my eyes. "Real soon, but this time with me." Then he gave me another one of his toe curling deep long wet kisses!"Mom, I really don't need a graduation party. I don't even have enough friends to invite," Ethan protested to my parents later that evening at dinner.My mother had announced that she wanted to throw Ethan a huge graduation bash. I think it was mainly to show off that her son was valedictorian."We'll invite some family and you can.