Aunty where is my lunch I am feeling hungry.” said Rahul with a sense of fake astonishment.Aunt Smita didn’t seemed a bit surprised and replied to...Rahul with a smile ” Just a moment my dear. I will serve your lunch within a few minutes.” After that she turned to Rahul with her breast hanging out and gave him a gesture to go and sit in the table. After Rahul came back to table she milked her breast for a while and then came to the table to serve the lunch. Her blouse was still undone and Rahul. ”Anna angered by what he had said, she walked over to him and continued with her shouting towards Dave - not that any of it got through to him.He just sat there laughing, “Ha ha you make me laugh, now why don't you sit your sexy ass down over here.”Stunned by what he had just said Anna headed out of the living room to get her coat. But despite all her anger and hatred towards this man she felt aroused by his words. Anna began to pick up her coat when suddenly he grabbed her and pulled her back. It had been one of those nights last week. I had gone over to Bryan’s after my latest failed date, still all dressed up. I’m not bad looking, but I’m certainly not like any of the models we bring in for events and shows. 5’3′, with dark curly hair, more curvy then tall and willowy, I didn’t look like I spent most of my free time hanging out under a car or taking apart an engine. I usually just pulled my long curly hair back into a sloppy bun or ponytail, because unless I spent a good hour. ”“She may not have to. The evidence of him having savaged her was pretty evident to the hospital.”“Yes but he can deny that it was him.”“Hmm! I’ll bet his finger prints are everywhere in her cottage and that’s probably where the police will find him when they arrest him.”“That’s true. Thanks, sweety, that’s a help.”“Good! I’m still tired so I’m off to bed.”“No homework?”“Stuff it!”“Caroline!”She kissed him, her eyes sparkling. “One can’t help pick up some vulgarities from one’s father.”“Foul,.