You remember watching in amazement as he did everything you told him to. He was down to his boxers and you could see a huge bulge. You asked him to ru... it at first but then finally asked him to take off his shorts. Your mouth dropped open and you groaned. There on the screen was your perfect cock. It was long and fat and stood to attention as Hugo rubbed it for you. You could feel yourself getting aroused just by watching him. You never thought that one day you'd meet Hugo. You never dreamt. I didn’t expect the old saying ‘when one door closes, another opens’ to come so true. Before I sensed what had happened she got up to bring the other dishes one by one. I was now waiting for her to bend down every time. This was the first time I saw the raw flesh of her breasts and immediately withdrew my curses on Gowri aunty. Her cleavage was deeper than what I had seen while bathing.Shanthi was wearing a bra that cupped only 25% of her breasts. It only served the purpose of covering her. ''There that looks good...Doesn't it?'' Maria smiled in the mirror at me as she patted my shoulder. ''Here put this on.'' she held out the blazer, helping me put it on then a pair of flat shoes.''You're dressed. Are you ready for this?'' she looked at me.''No...'' I shook my head as I burst into tears.''Come here.'' she hugged me tightly rubbing my back. ''Put these on, no one will be the wiser'' she pushed a pair of black sunglasses on my face. As we drove to the funeral Maria had to stop. I put a pillow under my son's head and draped a cloth over the gaping wound in his throat as they unwrapped the blanket, then ordered everybody out of the house. I locked all the doors, closed the drapes and sat down next to him. I took his hand in one of mine and stroked his hair with the other.And then I cried.It all bubbled up inside me and all the emotions overflowed. The hurt, the anger, the guilt, the sorrow, the fear – they all poured out and there was nothing I could do to stop.