After one year, I planned for aholiday tour to Hubli. In their home uncle gave me a happy and warmwelcome. I congratulated him and kissed my aunty on ...er cheeks. The babycried from room and aunt ran inside. I was talking to uncle and auntbrought the baby to the hall, where we were sitting. I took the babyinto my arms and pampered the baby. I said baby has all features likeuncle only. He was very happy to hear that. He wished me bye, and wentto office. I saw aunt, and closed the main door after. Her skin is flawless with her body holding no signs of her age or ever having had a child, her body is like that of an eighteen year old. Her lingerie is elegantly feminine, her breasts are clasped in a china blue lace balcony bra while her knickers are matching, the set is pretty within itself but the true beauty is her body. Her legs are smooth and soft as I run my hands up her calves to caress her thighs, my eyes marvelling up to the soft skin of her flat stomach and neat navel. I notice the. Maybe it was God telling them it was all for the best and it was time to move on.I was only eight years old when I saw my Auntie Rose’s pussy up under her wedding dress just sitting there all shaven and smelling like perfume and flowers. The only other pussy I had seen was Elaine Lynch’s in the cloak room at the Saint Bernard’s elementary school in the old neighborhood. She had accidently wet them in the bathroom and taken them off hoping her short uniform skirt would hide her goodies without. Alice Brock -AKA Aphrodite, goddess of love- was lonely! How could this be? She had wedded many, many times. By definition she was now wedded to fully more than half of the four-thousand-plus of the Sisterhood. There were many more besides them. She had well over two-thousand brides already awaiting her in paradise ... that nebulous place at the end of time where all would get together for an everlasting party.But what of now? It was a long way to eternity.Alice realized with a start that the.