My aunt caught me staring and covered her boobs soon after and told me to wait and that she will come.Describing her, she was a quite fair and well-ro...nded lady figure. She resembled the Malayalam actress Prayaga Martin. Her dressing style was such that it revealed her cleavage mostly due to the low neckline. She would also not wear a bra when in the house since she was breastfeeding her child.After feeding her child, she came out and said that she was happy to see me. I was scared she would be. Her eyes had an expression of satisfaction and love. The lust in each other’s eyes the previous night is still in front of my eyes. As the bus entered the city, she told me that she doesn’t want to part from the hug, and our bodies have become one now. That added to my morning hard-on. Then we decided to meet again during the vacation and got down at the bus stop. While walking towards the cab, my hands were still on her ass. She looked blushingly at me when I gave a light press.. ” Fifteen minutes later, Lottie made her way along the school’s leafy tree lined driveway, still replete in her school uniform, and dragging her suitcases on a small trolley behind her. She cursed as one small bag fell from the trolley and clattered to the floor. A wolf whistle made her blush as she crouched down to replace the bag, clearly exposing a lot of golden thigh, and possibly her tight white knickers beneath her short skirt. She looked around to see who was eyeing her. Lottie hadn’t. Equipment was stowed in its racks, the sampling table was bare. That was odd. They’d been here for three days and should have had some samples. He checked the sample bins but they too were empty. He sat on the table to puzzle this out. Someone had gotten inside the force field, torn apart five people outside, and yet cleanly killed this one man and carefully covered their trail. There had to be something here out of place, something left behind. Inside the closed hover, the smell of the carnage.