.aunty ne black colour ka gown pahan rakha tha unke bade bade boobs or badi gaand bahut sexy dikh rahi thi shayad aunty ne mujhe notice kar liya ki me...n baar baar unke boobs ki taraf dekh raha hoo maine half pant pahan rakha tha or mera lund poora khada ho gaya tha…aunty baar baar mujhse jhook kar baat kar rahi thi taki mein unke boobs dekh sakoo..Aunty boli abhi to tum akele ho koi galat kaam to nahi kar rahe ho na maine kaha aunty galat matlab aunty boli koi gandi film to nahi dekh rahe ho na. I was only five or six feet behind the two spectators when one called out a clear offer of help and the other laughed. The would-be rapist, holding the struggling woman by her wrist, looked toward them, cursed vilely and then saw me and pointed.The Hessians turned, raising their weapons, and I bayoneted the one on the left and smashed in the face of the other with the butt of my musket. I finished him with two quick jabs while he stood with his hands to his shattered mouth and then walked. But grandmother never said a word so I looked up from my cup of tea to see her bright red face looking at me with horror.There it was, I knew that she was human after all. Not some strict automation that even my own mother feared to cross. Perhaps this was what scared my grandmother most of all - the discovery of her 'human' side.Finally she seemed to gain back her resolve and she asked sternly, "What business is that of yours young man!" It wasn't a question.I had the training of three slaves. Perhaps searching for a new self, she struck up a friendship with Clotilde Leitner, the richest and prissiest girl in school, and by winter had won her doting beau, Clotilde’s twin brother, Hans. I want to say that Hans is a hulking brute, with meat cleavers for hands, and iron for a heart, but I cannot. As much as I wish he is devious, ruthless, or unkind he is not. While perhaps a bit dull, and not exactly top of his class, Hans appeared to never be anything but loyal and tender to Elsie. My.