The next day I was on my way to Kerala ,by road's got there and my beautiful aunt was waiting for me at the bus stand. she is married to an air force ...ilot, but they have no c***dren even after 10 years of marriage)!!!She took me to her house. my uncle was going on a tour for 15 days. so this left me and my beautiful aunt alone in their house.About my aunt, she is 35,5`7``,slim figure, nice hips and 32 sized curved breasts. I had always loved my aunt, as she was an open minded women. but this. The officer motioned for me to roll my window down. I was so frightened I forgot how to do it . . . I started to cry again. The officer then opened my door up as I sat there crying like a baby. He asked me if I was OK, I guess I said yes, I think I babbled on and on for minutes, I have no idea what I said, I was so upset. He listened intently, I think I began to make sense, because I remember telling him my name, and showing him my license and stuff. I started to relax. He was very nice to me. The shop teacher, Mr. Wetland, liked to rotate us on projects and partners, so we were always working with different machines and different people, but always the same too. Like I always did the project with Mark on Thursdays, and I always did Mondays with The Boz, fixing his girlfriend's car or maybe his truck, usually.We were turning that old '56 pickup truck into a low rider, like I probably mentioned before. Really chopped too, which was gonna be super cool since we'd never really done that. Back down girl. Back to sleep." He watched as the girl carefully curled her legs beneath her and lay back down on the straw. "Come on, Larry," he said, "I promised you a carriage ride."He locked the stable door behind us as we left the stall. The four others were still looking out of their stalls. Steve went to each in turn offering them a piece of apple in his open palm, checking their head bridles and patting them tenderly. They were all of similar height and all with the same long blonde.