Before I had time to even gasp, he pulled me down, set me naked on his lap and devoured my nipples in a questing hunger that stripped my soul bare as ...y body. This isn't a real thing! I reminded myself over and over as I desperately clung to my role as a substitute, but his marvelous mouth was telling me something far different.The old Sara quavered on the edge of obliteration. Effortlessly he lifted me with a smoothness that only comes with strength and laid me gently on Kathy’s bed. His. Abhi was in school. And asked me to sit in the drawing room where she was sleeping on a bed. She asked me”how come u r at this time?”. To that i replied “aunty, u never told me about ur problem”. And saying that i told her how dev called me and asked help. Saying that i handed 5000 rs in her hand. Tears rolled out of her eyes. And she started telling me the entire situation. And thanked me and my mom for the help. And said “vicky you are really a nice boy. You have done so much for us.” saying. The life support was needed elsewhere.She moved around to the side of the bed and paused. She sat beside him and looked at his pale face. His eyes were closed. He no longer breathed. She removed the covers that kept her image of him imaginary. Peeling the layers back gave her a brief twinge of excitement. This was not a work act, a 'clean him up' act. This was something else. Something exciting – something naughty.She moved closer to him and felt herself tremble. A slight scuffling could be. ‘So am I, so am I!!’We cuddle, talk, kiss, cuddle, discuss each other’s outfits, and I fess up to my stocking fetish and she says if I enjoyed tonight, there’s more where they came from. We keep talking and I wonder if there will be a round two, or if I should ask to to spend the night, because I’m not 100% sure how she feels, but the talk gets sillier and sillier and eventually a pillow pops me and the only thing I can do is retaliate! The pillows don’t fare well, and I feel bad that she’ll.