Vimla devi lag rahi thi, wo bhi kam se kam samay me zyada se zyada chudwana chahti thi, kyuki usse bhi pata tha ki main yahan 2-3 dino se zyada nahi r...khne wala hoon. Thodi der baad hi wo mere pass aa kar baith gai aur tv ka remote mujhse chhinte hue boli ki kya tv dekhne me lage hoo, unke bolne ka dhang itna kaamuk aur dilkhas tha ki mera lauda foran samajh gaya ki abhi usse kuch milne wala hai. Phir maine kaha tv nahi to aur kya dekhu ? Kuch aur dikhana baaki hoo to wo bhi dikha do, itna. My uncle was short, chubby, smooth and tan. He was actually shorter than my aunt, and even when I was several years younger I could take him in basketball or a wrestling match. So I guess I didn't feel threatened physically but just emotionally. Not only was this a guy but my own uncle. Yet somehow my a****l instincts kicked in. I felt good and my mind was set on pleasure. I called him a 'sick fuck' but grabbed the back of his tan bald head, using it for leverage, as I pounded his throat with. Followed him home too. That was the nice thing about have cops as neighbors.He really wondered about all the questions about the dog, though. What the hell would they want to know about a fucking dog. It was no worry for him; he didn't have a dog. The old woman was allergic to them.He stopped in his thoughts when he heard another set of feet in the dried leaves that laid scattered over the ground. He listened with his body motionless. The rustle of feet continued without any apparent attempt. Doing chores is good for your character, so your father and I won't let you out of all of them. Carol will sometimes have better things to do than your chores too, but Carol makes a good argument in this case so go do your studying."Carol declared, "I don't have ANYTHING better to do than serve Mark."Mom laughed, and said, "We'll see how long that attitude lasts. It can be boring doing chores. Doing yours and Marks will get old."Carol was firmly of the opinion that, "No it won't!"Everyone knew.