Ohh sorry aunty ka naam sunita h uski age approx 26 h or meri age 20 h mujhe unke figure ka exact nhi pata lekin unki personalty vidya balan jaise h e... din chachi ko hospitl mai admit karna pada unka appendix ka opertion tha or chacha rajshthan gaye the or chachi ko 1 week ke liye admit karna tha so himlog ne kardiya admit lekin mere khane ka tnsn tha unko to unhone sunita ko bol ke mere khane ka intejam kar diya..Sunita ka pati bhi truck drivr h vo bhi bhar gya th us time so maine unke ghar pe. I had to laugh at that. I told him my position on the subject was a simple one. Human nature wasn't going to change just because a few upset people managed to get a bunch of rules changed or made and put into place. Yes, there were some things that needed to be corrected and some behaviors that were not acceptable, but on the whole I thought the entire idea of sexual harassment in the work place had been blown way out of proportion.He laughed and said he couldn't agree with me more. He said. I fired a bolt into his side, and I was so close that the bolt penetrated completely into his body. The only sound he made was a groan as he went down. Just to be on the safe side, I ran to him and slit his throat.The woman was so tired that she did not even notice what was going on until I stood where she could not help seeing me. At that point, she started to shed tears and to blubber something that sounded like a thank you. I was able to quiet her down before any of the Redsticks noticed. God knows what I smelt like, cause I wore them every day, and without underpants in those days! And I lived for a glimpse of a woman’s panties. There was no television or porn(that I knew of) so you were constantly on the lookout for a skirt to blow up or a woman sitting ‘carelessly’ showing her stocking tops – suspenders – PANTS …aah they were lovely. I can still remember some of them even today — the parted thighs and the soft curving flesh above the stocking top leading right down ( or up!).