He was a writer who, one day, planned to use my diary's, which I kept through our young courtship and beyond, as a basis for a true erotic story.Willi...m and I enjoyed reading erotic stories of this type.He planned to use the pen name Billy Hand.As a means of therapy for dealing with his loss, I took up the project.Though not as accomplished as William as a writer, I too, write professionally for travel and vacation guides.Originally his plan was for a genus story, CARREE LOVES BILLY, and then. She smiled, her eyes crinkled. She stood. “How are you, Phil?” “I’m fine, and you?” “Good. I’m surprised at so many weeds.” She stepped over the mulched bed, between fading perennials, and came into my yard. She looked up at the yellowing leaves of the tall maples in her yard. “They’ll drop the leaves soon,” she said. “The summer went so fast.” I nodded. I couldn’t think of anything to say. Being so close to her knotted my tongue. I wanted to touch her. “What have you been up to?” Her. Her nails were done and her gray roots were back to brassy blond.That Friday night mom went out at her usual time but was back by 10:00 all alone. She went right to bed and did not get out of bed till almost noon on Saturday. I know she had not been sleeping because I could hear the TV in her room all morning. When she did get up I could tell by the look on her face asking for my morning blowjob would not be a good idea.“What do you want for lunch Henry?”I knew better than to ask her to make. Aunti jinki age 46years thi unka figure 40-34-38 tha unki do larki thi jinki marriage ho chuki thi. Ghar mai uncle aur aunti rehtay thay. Uncle government job mai thay unka job toor wala tha,Ek din aunti ji bathroom mai fisal gai unko kaafi chot lag gai dosare din uncle ko toor per jana tha uncle na mujhse bola ki tum raat mai neechay hi so jana aunti ki tabiyat theek nahi hai, ye keh kar vo15din kay liya toor per chalay gya. Mai jab raat ka khana khanay neechay aaya tab aunti boli tum yahai so.