It took her a few seconds of looking around the room to remember that she had spent the night at Lexi’s, against her better judgement; after a long ...ay of school and practice, followed by a long, sweaty roll in the hay, she hadn’t had the energy to go home. The discomfort came from her arms, which had been lifted over her head and tied to the bedposts, one with a scarf and one with the belt of a robe.Just at that moment Lexi appeared in the doorway, backlit by golden morning light. She looked. Passengers on the west bound train heard of the story from a man and woman that had seen and heard what Sky, the Eagle Boy of Legend had done and said. They were the most popular travelers on the train that day, and they made the most of it.Each time the story was told, Sky got a little taller, a little bigger, and better looking. His voice soon came out and carried on the wind to other parts of the small town.They told of the strange light that had shone on his chest and spread across his face. . And I was in love with the smell of her sweat….. I would have lick her from head to toe…. She was a sex goddess for real, Aunty slowly took off the saree and was now in petticoat, and bra… I could see her cleavage, and big white breasts in dim light, and I couldn’t take my eyes off from that scene,I think aunty was enjoying that, since she was watching me on the same mirror, and there was a smile on her face as if she was thinking something about me, as if ” beta le le maje mere husna ke,. As I sat in my seat, she looked quizzically at me and said "Well... Where are they?' "I.. i.. i..in my hand," I managed to stammer, holding up my fist containing the ball of material. She scowled and ordered me to lay them out of the table beside my wine glass so everyone could admire my choice of underwear. I looked around, relieved that the restaurant was quite empty, it being a Tuesday night and with a sigh of resignation, laid them out on the table, the pale pink lace making it obvious to.