Me: ok aunt, bye.For some days, say like a week or so, we talked freely whenever we saw each other at our home. I forgot to tell about her stats, 36B-...0-36, fair in color, age 34 married 6 years back and no children as her husband had less sperm count.She studied up to 12th. Her boobs and ass were the best assets in her. Guys, I am telling you, one can go crazy after seeing those whitish melons.One afternoon, I came out of home to roam. She was washing her clothes and we started talking with. ”“It’s going to electrocute me!” She exclaimed in horror.He slid a lever upwards to an almost half way mark. “No they are very minor static ripples. Like this.”The lower part of the plastic suddenly puffed out, and Lisa felt a slimy fluid coating her feet and her ankles.“Urg!” She said pulling a little face.She could feel a tickling sensation begin and then stop, then begin, the move and the stop.“What is that!” she snapped a little irritably.“That’s the static, it will travel through the gel. Having caught my breathand counting myself lucky for not making an absolute mess of myself, Irushed off to find Kevin and Drew.They had already settled into the next pub up the street. It was agreasy, little dive with a foxy (and scantily dressed) blonde minding thebar. True to form, the guys had a beer and a shot waiting for myarrival. However, my mind continued to dwell on how excellent it felt toget off. I wanted to do it again. Besides, after so much to drink, Ihad to use the restroom. But beingstrapped in a highchair, wearing a pink baby grow made it impossible topresent anything but a perfect double of Susie. I admonished myself for not thinking of this idea sooner, if I hadn'tbeen wallowing in self-pity and despair I might have brought my plight tomothers attention before now. Time was ticking away, those rings wouldleave this house, indeed this country for good tomorrow and I would betrapped as Susie forever, every second counted."Are you ready honey?" Dad called from the.