Still the aunty was in my mind.So I asked Rasika.Me: ti aunty mala paije.Rasika:m g tilach ghych hot na..Me: mala tumi doghi paije.Chal tila pan gheu ...nd I turned back.Rasika:aee tila tri ghe kiva mala tari ghe nytr mi jate.Mi asa ajun ny kelel kadi.Me: please na majja karu ratrbhar.Atlast after convincing her she agreed but told I want 1200 instead of 700. I agreed and while going back to that spot I asked herMe:tu khup choti distis(you look small)Rasika: mi 20 varshachi ahe.3 mahine zale mala. Dr. Marcus Stevenson was the owner of record of the house, the car andthe rather prodigious bank account as well as the professor emeritusposition at the University of New Mexico, so who in the heck was thisyoung woman crouched naked on her knees in his lab.Well, for one, she was a rather exposed woman, so I put on the robehanging on the door and the slippers as well, both were a bit big on me,but that was all right for now. Later I would puzzle over the loss ofbody mass and weight as a part of. Aashu hadbadayi awaaz mein bola: Papa kuch nahi, woh ek nayi game aayi hai friendship naam ki. Isko wahi khelni hai.Dhanush uncle: Acha theek hai.Udhar maine Kirti ko bola: Kya hua Kirti?Kirti: Bhabhi, bada dil kar raha hai dosti karne ka. Kal bahut maza aaya tha. Mujhe firse maza karna hai.Main: Koi baat nahi Kirti, tum jee bhar ka maza karogi. Ek baar apne bhaiya ko free ho jaane do, fir woh tumhare sath dosti karenge.Kirti: Ok, bhabhi.Dhanush uncle se baat khatam karne ke baad Aashu seedha. Or baatain kas rahe hain us par….”Dekho tu sali randi kaisy tangain khol kar bethi hai…Aik larka kahta hai…”“Kuttia ki choot bohat garam hai..Dekho kab sa ras chor rahi hai….” aik larki bolti haiYahan par mein explain kar don ka meiny ghar sa nikalty howe usko aik goli khila di thi….Jis ka asar yehi hota hai ka jism ki garmi bhar jati hai”“Phir aik larki straw jug mein dal kar meri biwi ka ras piti hai..or jab thapar ki bari ati hai.Tu hum sub ka khiyal tha ka muon par mary gi ya zada sa zada.