I dozed off again and when I woke up, I was naked and Lakshmi was serving the kheer on my body. She was pouring the thick warm kheer; one spoon each o... my nipples, few spoons on my navel and several spoons on my groin. “Don’t move, Srini,” she said and went out, put the serving vessel back on the table and returned.The kheer was thick but started spreading and she started licking it off my body. It was sensual beyond words. My nipples got bitten, so did my waist. By this time, the kheer on my. My dream lifebecame hell for me because I couldn't talk without sounding like I had athroat full of gravel. The love for my niece grew even more when the innocent ten year-old toldme that she would talk to the doctor and make him fix my voice. I criedand gave her the biggest hug of her life. The love of a child to a parentor proto-parent was all rewarding. I eventually found a doctor to try torepair my voice, but it was only partially successful; the gravel wasgone, but the damage was done. I. It looked like a teapot, but it looked old and in need of polishing. I picked it up, and examined it, It was not a teapot, but instead was cross between a lantern and a lamp. It was a little dusty, so I ran my hand over it to wipe away the dust. As I did so, the object began to vibrate and pulsate as if it had a mind of it's own. I dropped the object and moved to the back of the room and studied the object with a combination of curiosity and apprehension. Suddenly the room filled with a. "Obviously, I'm not going to be picky about what she's charged for herself, or what has been specifically for training. I'm just going to pay everything off. But you need to sit her down and make sure we have all her bills, and make her understand that I do mean all her bills. If she's behind on rent, utilities, and things like that, I want the bills. She's busted her ass to become a pilot for me, and I want her to know that I appreciate it. Besides, we've paid tuition and books for many of our.