I did same as per my aunty guidelines. She came with the kheer prepared for me and offers me, as she dressed in hurry with my arrival I observed that ...uttons of her blouse are not proper and her pallu is also not pinged properly. When she bends to give kheer her pallu falls down and her boobs got exposed. I was stunned to see top portion of two boobs and those are trying to come out in to this incest world. I and aunty remind silent for a while and then she adjusted herself. Slowly we started. “I don’t know what to say…” Her hands cup my face as her thumbs stroke my cheek. I feel all my senses melt at her touch. “Samuel, I will train you to become a superhero, but in order to do that you’ll have to become mine…” She presses her lips against mine and the world disappears as if life before this moment didn’t exist. It’s as if I’m consumed by her very presence. She breaks away. “Would you like that?”My heart is beating so fast, it feels like it’s going to leap out of my chest. I can. I’d put off Alex until dinner. Yeah, that was the plan.I wasn’t certain if I had slept at all. My arm had stuck out over Max’s head all night. I was going to be sore when I moved it out of its stiff position. Her breathing slowed. Her eyes weren’t flickering about under their lids. I could tell she was suppressing a smile.I was stiff. I was too hot. I was cranky. I needed to pee. She was an oven. She was rubbing her fingers in small circles over my belly. She was making a not-at-all subtle move. I put a blanket on the work bench, which I used as a dining table, and began to pile weapons on it. First, I put in the light sniper rifle. I had three of sniper rifles but the one I chose was the .22magnum bolt action, single shot Remington. I had a letter from the man who supposedly used the rifle in the cross country rifle Winter Olympic trials of the 1950s. It was a highly accurate, lightweight weapon and would be easy to carry forever, if need be.Beside it I laid my Chinese AK47 set up.