I carried the water and served them. She was looking gorgeous hot and while she drank water few droplets were traveling down her neck and to cleavages... I was caught peeping at her by both of them. I was standing in short and naked top.I didn’t notice but my aunt removed my short and started to suck me and the lady pooja was watching her actions. Soon aunt brought me to senses and said don’t you think u should lick those water droplets. I was joyed. Pooja resisted a little but aunt pushed me. He took the hint, and asked me if I thought we could make a life together. In his normal, understated way, he was asking me if I would marry him. I looked at him, and said he had to earn his promotion first – I wasn’t going to marry a Flight Lieutenant. He dug into the pocket of his very white, crisp shirt and showed me an “official” looking letter. I couldn’t read it in the fading light and asked him to tell me about it. In response, he switched on the battery-operated “headlight” on the boat. The command was repeated, and he could well guess its meaning even without the accompanying gesture. He straightened up slowly and carefully from where he was crouched, lowering his bow and letting it fall to the ground. The small object that the demon pointed so steadily at him was like no weapon he had ever seen, but this was no time to be testing its powers.This second demon was even stranger looking than the first. His first thought had been that it was naked, but a closer look changed his. They looked alarmed, and took off down the path, running, hand in hand. The wail became a despondent cry. I had to stand on the bench to see the man. He was on his hands and knees, not more than ten yards away, crying like a child. He reminded me of myself, eighteen months ago, right after my wife died.I decided to try to see what I could do to comfort him."Excuse me, Sir," I said, when I was ten or twelve feet away from where he was kneeling on the ground. I had no right to enter his private.