I guess i wasnt the only one.i always remember the way she flirted with all males.i can picture her as like a bee or butterfly she went from pollen do...or to donor.she just wanted all our seed.i remember her smile and gaze as she left me holding my bottle of beer.the smile that was more than just a smile(as i thought)and i was soon to find out what was in store for me later.the great thing about families is you can get away with most thing,especially the drunk family parties.i remember my mum as. He draws his arm back and strikes, before I can close my eyes. I scream. My right breast is on fire. The crop hit the top of my mound. I cannot help it and look down, to see the angry red stripe, crossing the front of my breast. He pauses, to let it sink. I know the drill; nine more on my right breast; the last three on the sensitive areola and the last one smack on the nipple. Again the crop falls, and again I scream; two stripes cross my breast, then three, then four; each one closer to my. I used to love him for a long time. Please forgive me. I should not have spoken to you like that.)Then, I went to her, kissed her lips and then said, “Aunty, main aapko bohut pasand karta hu. Aur Saloni ko bhi. Ab jab sabko pata chal gaya hai, kyu na hum ek sath milke maze le.”(Aunty, I like you a lot. And I like Saloni too. Why don’t we all enjoy together as we all know about each other)And with this, I started kissing Shobha Aunty. She was responding well to my kisses but was shying to do in. Mummy kaam-laalsa mein pareshan hoke, bhaiya ke locket ko pakad ke, bhaiya ko apne upar khich liya. Bhaiya mummy ke upar poora jhuk gaye the.Mummy zor se chum kar ke bhaiya ke ankhon se aankhein mila ke bolne lagi.Mummy – Please Sourav, ab aur mat tadpao.Sourav bhaiya – (hasste hue) Aap ye chiz, ache se bataiye ke, aapko kya chahiye jiske liye aap tadap rahi ho?Mummy gusse mein, sharmaanee wala muh bana ke, bhaiya ko teekhi nazro se dekhne lagi.Sourav bhaiya – (haste hue) Achaa acha theek hai,.