Sandy mere pith me bohat khujli ho rahi hai jara khujlao naaa? Me unke piche jake ke unki pit ko khujla ne lagaAunty: haaa kitna achaa lagra haiii aur...jara niche khujlao naaa?Me: aunty niche haat nahi jaa raha hai aap ka blouse bich me aaraha haii?Aunty: to thik hai me blouse ke do botton kol deti hu to tera hat jayega? Aur aunty ne apne blouse ke niche ke 2 botton khole to blouse lose ho gaya aur mare haar aram se uke pit ko khujlne me asani ho gai?Me aunty ke itne satak ek khada tha ki aunty. ”“Oh, really? How evil would the evil Carlie be?”“Moderate levels of evil. NO dismemberment. No poisonings. No property crimes.”He smiled again. “Sounds more like fun than it does evil.”Laughter and lightness between us made the miles fly by. I actually hardly remember bypassing the middle of Houston, taking toll roads to stay out of traffic, and then the scenery changed from strip malls, subdivisions and apartment megaplexes to farmland.The voice of the GPS turned us this way and that, finally. " Andy reloaded the cylinders that he had used and was ready. They rode slowly toward the toll station and nobody could be seen around it. There were two bodies on the ground, and two horses were casually grazing nearby. Andy leaned over and pulled the crossbar down and out of the road.Andy had Ann ride about 10 feet behind him so that he would have a clear field of fire in any direction. They rode about a mile along the road and didn't see anybody else. They turned around and rode back the way. But it shouldn't take too long. I grabbed it and was out the door in less than 10 seconds.Walking over, I only noticed one car in the driveway. I rang the door, and a teenage girl answered. She was very tall (everyone is to me), about 5'11, very slim, average bust (C or small D cup), with honey blonde hair down to her mid-back, and had very white skin. She was wearing a medium skirt and a sweater. He face was cute, her features almost small for her height. She looked about 16."Hello?" Hi I'm.