Me: ok aunty ( haste hue)Aunty kam karke mere pas ai or beth gyi .Me : ji aunty btao hum kya bat kre .Aunty: jo bhi tumhe thik lge raj.Me: aunty ap mu...se puchlo kuch bhi m btaunga.Aunty: achha girlfrnd h tumhariMe: nhi auntyAunty : qMe: koi mili nhi ap jesiAunty : meri jesi q chahieMe: qki ap bohut sunder ho or mera khyal bhi rakhti hoAunty : dat pagal (haste hue)Itne m bhaher barish a jati h or hum dono bhaher barish ka mza le rhe hote h or ander a jate h . Kapde change karte h or fer se sofe. There are chairs to sit on while you touch up your make up, so I sat her down. I fussed over her a bit and then sat down with her and held her hand. Then she started talking. ‘Kev, you don’t realise the effect you’ve had on her. She’s not the confident girl about town you think she is. Her self image has always been bolstered by male attention right from when she was a young teenager, but she realised a while ago that this is just a body image, and she’s seeing wrinkles and she’s feeling the. We talked about how a man has a thicker waste, so she ought to wear something around her waist to lessen how her hips flared out – her hips and ass flared out wonderfully from her narrow waist. Really, I didn’t care about the costume, but just thinking about her waist had me aroused, and so my penis was taking over. She flirtatiously asked me to explain exactly what I meant, so I walked up to her and put my hands around her at the waist – I couldn’t wrap my hands completely around, but was able. " I teased. "Geez, things are getting pretty bad when a birthday girl has to get her own drink!"I laughed as both guys scrambled to run and get my beer. Ted "won" and Al and I sat on the sofa. When Ted returned, I thanked him graciously as he sat in the chair across from us.Both guys looked terrific. Ted wore black straight leg jeans and a grey sports coat. Under the coat he had on a black shirt complimented by a silver bola tie. Our outfits matched so well, you'd have thought we'd planned it!I.