Aunty was very cordial with me and no where it appeared that aunty remembered what she pointed out. I had many chances to watch auntie’s shapely bod.... When aunty used to bend while lifting anything I used to see the gap which would appear at the opening of her nighty. And sometime accidentally I had opportunity to touch her shoulder, hand, her ass. But aunty did not react for all that and I too not want to take any risk. One day when I went to auntie’s house, Priya wasn’t there and I asked. "Now, I haven't all day. Use the toilet and let's get on."For some reason, using the toilet when there is someone else actually there is still very awkward. I've got used to the likelihood of having a monitored camera in my cell and I don't think about it anymore, but this is different. With a sigh I do as I am told and the only saving grace is that the squatting toilet makes the mechanics of everything somehow more effective. I can't look anywhere, but straight ahead at the floor while I'm. We have an abundance of natural resources we want to sell for cheap because we’re drowning in debt, but for some fucking reason, no one wants to buy!”“What an unfortunate set of circumstances,” Leveria sighed, “being a queen is hard, Your Highness.” She held up a document and grinned at me, “But with just a little signature here, I can make it much, much easier for you.” “Fuck you.” “Didn’t you just say you needed customers?” “I’m not letting you buy my country!” “You’d still get to be queen!. A bloody mess fell out of his helmet as he dropped to the floor. I yelled, "MEDIC!" and ran to him. He was dead, so I pulled him away from the window and started shooting.They just kept coming. It was like they wanted to die. Now, there was shooting from upstairs, too. Our fire was heavy enough that the charge broke before it got half-way across the street. They turned and ran back behind the wall, and shooting from both sides stopped then. I counted 13 bodies in the street, but a few of them.