Church, Christine. Think of church. ‘I mean, I brought you some lemonade.’ Tom held out a glass. I swallowed hard, feeling my heart beat too quic...ly as I stood. ‘I’m sorry. Lemonade?’ My thoughts just now returning to reality. ‘Sure. Thanks.’ I took the glass, staring at Tom, and drank quickly, tilting my head back slightly and closing my eyes. I sighed, and opened my eyes. Wait. Was he …? He was. I watched as Tom glared stupefied at my chest. I looked at his eyes, waiting for them to return. And after a while I caught her coming out of the bus. She refreshed herself and went into the hotel to have tea. I went towards her and sat beside her. She gave me a smile. I then introduced myself to her and she also introduced herself. Her name was Preeti and I got to know that she was working for an IT company in Pune and had come to Bangalore to visit her sister. Then without wasting much time in silly talks I just asked her whether she enjoyed her time yesterday.She blushed a little. She had one last hopeful thought to herself that maybe she could find someone whom no one knew, and no one would ever find out about to feed her sexual desires whenever and wherever. Giggling to herself about the unrealistic idea, she ran downstairs and out of her arousal bubble. Coming back to her room after a seriously boring dinner and a second helping of Ben and Jerrys - to soothe the butterflies she was finding it hard to ditch - she slumped on her bed and tried to fall into her favourite. I fucked the hell out of two of my sexy aunts at my cousin’s wedding reception. I didn’t feel embarrassed at the time as they swept me out of the hall in the hotel up to aunt Chris’s room. I didn’t protest when the pushed me onto the room couch and pulled my pants off and took turns sucking me. Let me go back to the beginning. I hadn’t seen two of my three aunts in years. Aunt Chris and aunt Lyn were known for parting, drinking and other nonsense. They were a little bit white trash as well, not.