"I wasn't..."I butt in, "Yes, you was." That stopped her. "It's okay I guess. If you are old enough to be that interested, you're probably old enough ...o be reading. So, what stories have you read?"She started listing them off. She had been through about a third of my stories already."Wow, you've been busy," I said.She blushed. "Are you going to tell mom?" Of course. Caitlyn, guess what. I bet your mom was doing the same thing when she was your age. Don't look so surprised." I called downstairs.. I couldn’t believe that what I had wanted and dreamed of, he’d wanted too. Or that our feelings were just as strong without seeing each other for 2 years. And we just made it happen. This all brought me back to the picture. ‘Why’d you draw that picture?’ I asked. ‘I had a dream about you a few days ago. You were looking back with tears in your eyes. It made me think of when I saw you after school that one day.’ So it was me… ‘I knew someone was watching me!’ ‘Haha yeah, that was me. I couldn’t. She was very warm and friendly, and I was starting to fall in love with her - a dangerous thing for a horny young man approaching his eighteenth birthday.On occasions when Auntie left the house to attend meetings with lawyers and accountants, I would sneak into her boudoir (there is no other way to describe it), and ravish her undie drawer, as horny boys are wont to do. The incredible array of silky, lacy, Victoria's Secret-type undergarments was intoxicating!It was during a lustful assault on. This story is a true incident and not a fake one as most of the people think.Now on I will continue in Hindi.Ye baat aajse 12 din pehle ki hai.meri exams khatm hui to maine socha kyu na mama ke ghar ho aau,mere bohot sare friends hai waha.so i took my bike and went to my mama’s house.wo mere hi sheher me kuch door rehte hai.mere mama ke ghar 3 log rehte hai mere mama,mami aur nani……ye story mere mami ke bare main hai.oh sorry maine to aapko unka introduction hi nahi karaya.unka naam sneha hai.