Writing is my life, and a writer is what I was born to be. I love it. There’s nothing I don’t love about writing. It’s all about me. What’s no... to love? But I do have to warn you, I have an unusual imagination. I view the world very differently than most people. I can assure you that at one point or another, you will not agree with me or what I’m doing. So be warned. Read at your own risk. A pen is shoved into my hand, and the front doors are opened. It’s noon, and thank god, there are people. " I don't do home visits Charles." That's rather a shame, I'm housebound you see. I was rather hoping you might sit on my knee with my cock pushed against your panties."I was rather taken aback but managed to recover quite quickly."My time is rather expensive Charles." And I'm a retired company director who likes coming with my prick rubbing against frilly panties young lady." Well, I don't actually have the outfit you'd like Charles." It's all here waiting for you, don't worry about size, the. .” Aunt Joanna tried to start. "Wait, we are not judging anyone here," I say as I take Annie's hand. "We have no right to judge.” Joanna and Tom have questioning faces until Joanna notices our hands. "Honey, I think they are in the same type of relationships as us," says our aunt. "But they are brother and sister," quips Tom. "And the one holding your hand is our aunt,” I reply. "Touché,” says Tom. "So, how much time have you been together?” asks Annie. They look at each other and Joanna. Pizza deliver hone tak hum dono idhar udhar ki bate kar rahe the, jisme jyada tar aunty meri taarif hi kar rahi thi. “Akki tu kitna achhe se khayal rakhta hai. Meri aaj kitni help ki tune”Me- Kya aunty aap bhi. Isme kya help. Meri best friend ki best mom ke liye to kuch bhi.Woh hasne lagi aur boli, “Tu na bahut hasata hai, tu ghar pe aata hai to achha lagata hai.”Me- Agar aisa hai to bulao na mujhe kabhi lunch/ dinner pe.Sarla- Tu kabhi bhi aa sakta hai hamare ghar. Main to ghar pe akeli baithe.