We'd run into him and his boyfriend atthe park before, and kind of knew them. (The local venners had triedto get the city to put in a bank of lockers...near the Venn machine, butthe city council didn't like the thing, and would have gotten rid of itif they could. A laundromat near the park had put in some lockers toserve us, but we often didn't bother using them, if someone was aroundwe thought we could trust to hold onto our stuff.)A couple of minutes later, the door opened, and I kept my back. We planned our trip from Delhi…As she was living in Noida…It was winter afternoon bus journey…I was waiting fr her…As it was 6 month to see her…She entered i was lyk oh my god she is looking damn hot….She was wearing white color suit with churidar n dupatta covering her beautiful boobs…It was body hugging suit…Her boobs wr bouncing when she was walking….She has nice boobs of 36 size…N her waist is flat n with deep navel….Her hips bcm wide n of 36 size…In spite of being v large boobs her boobs r. .?" she mumbled, the bravado having suddenly disappeared."No," I said. "Just..." Fumbling around up against the wall and feeling her up in the car while I'm in the shop," she said, regaining control."That kind of thing," I said."She's always been like that," Mrs Hubert said. "She's got no get-up-and-go. And you're entering the prime of your life. A young man has certain needs." I was blushing crimson but calmed down a little when she put her hand on my knee."Come with me," Mrs Hubert said, and. I know, I know, the song doesn’t say that. And that’s about the only good thing that came from the whole incident. Well, not the only good thing. But you’ll understand that later. Anyhow, Uncle Charley didn’t tell Mr. Diffie that it was a practical joke that Randy Horton did because he didn’t like me much and thought it would be hilarious to make it look like I had the hots for my own sister. I mean you can’t very well write a song about something like that, now can you?But Uncle Charley.