But there is nothing for me there. My parents died in a car crash during my second year in college and my aunt is an unmarried spinster who is some th...rty years older than me. At my twenty she was fifty-two but looked and acted as though she was in her eighty's and so set in her ways that she was determined that I would be raised by the values she got from her parents who were Quakers. She disavowed modern appliances and had no electricity in her home outside of town. She didn't have a. I had a feeling I knew who he was chatting with. I was watching both of their cams. I left chat for a while and then came back in to see who was around. The guy with the smiles was still hanging around so I chatted him up. Since he was on cam, I decided to turn mine on as well. I could not stop staring at his cam as we chatted away. Since I was home alone, I decided to give a nice tease for the chatroom while focusing all my attention on this young, adorable guy with the most amazing smile.. .Or mere seenay se lg gai…Avantika-“Bhai..Aaj apne mjhe bhttt mazaa diaa h”Me-“Abhi maza pura kahan diyaa h….Ye kehkar mei uski choot uskey lower k upar se sehlane lga”Avantika-“Aahhhhh…Uffffff…Bhaaiiiiii…Aaj nhi…Jb akele hongey ghr mei…Tabbbb”Me-“Ok jaan…”Fir jaate jaate maine usko fir se galey lgaya…Or ek dusre ko chumnee lageee…”Do din baad mere mom dad bahar markt gae the kch kaam se or mei or avantika ghr par he rhe gae….Mjhe pta tha unko 2-3 ghante lgenge wapas aaney me…Unke jaaney k baad. He was searching the opposite pasture with binoculars. I quietly retreated into the corn and returned to the bicycle. I knew I couldn't chance going back out on the road. If I were seen, the officer would surely stop me and wonder why I was in the field... on a bike. I quietly began to walk with the row, hoping the noisy, dried corn leaves would hide the sound of my movement. After I walked a few yards, I saw a gap in the row where two or three plants had failed to grow. I pushed the bike.