Mera louda poora akad chuka tha maine dheere se didi ke honthon ko chus liya. tab didi jaag gayi or mujhe daantane lagi oonhone mujhe thapad bhi maare...r mujhe ghar se chale jaane ko bola main apne ghar chala gaya, jab college jaane main aana kaani kar rahaa tha to papa ne didi se baat ki to badi request ke baad didi ne mujhe apne ghar par fir se rakha. isi beech jiju ki responsibilities badtee gayi or didi se door hote gaye. ek din main apne room main soya hua tha jiju ghar par nahi the. or. ‘Good.’ I said ‘Yes.’ She said. Then we got up and after a breakfast of cereal and toast were on the road to the Cheviots for a long bracing walk, lunch at a pub near the Roman Wall, and a relaxing drive back. In the early evening she took me to meet her colleagues at the hospital watering hole, most of whom I had not seen for a while. It was the usual mix of gossip, anecdotes and ribald humour. Everyone was relaxed and that helped me. I felt a warm glow, fuelled no doubt by the pints which. I smiled a little as I saw her throw a quick glance at Tom. We wrapped up the chat agreeing that it will be a good thing to share the apartment and set a date to move in. Next time I saw her was the date we moved in. She was no longer throwing quick glances at him. They were sharing accomplice’s glances at each other. I’m sure they had already made their move and were sharing a relationship deeper than aunt and nephew. I was happy for them but felt a little left out. **Two years later** One. And she hadn't even lost Rina, of course. She had never had the girl, which was if anything worse. The desire she felt for Rina was almost unbearable.After being expelled from the girl's apartment, she went home and couldn't get the image of Rina's perfect naked body out of her mind. Did I ever want Karen this much? she wondered. She looked at her hand, the one which had briefly cupped Rina's perfect young breast, the palm which had pressed against the girl's marvelous, puffy, black nipple. Her.