"Do you, Bronson Pyper, vow before Jovin to walk the path of eve?" thepriest asked me from the other side of the railing. This part of theceremony wa... called The Interrogation. The priest held up the triangleof law to remind me that I was bound to answer truthfully. Once againhe was standing in a shaft of light. The golden plating on the triangleglinted brightly. "I do," I croaked from under my hood. I didn't know if that was truthor not. I only knew that there was no other reply. In any case it wasn't until the waitress came over to say that they were closing that I was made properly aware of how late it was.'Damn.' I said, looking out and watching raindrops glittering in the streetlights and bouncing from the asphalt surface of the road. 'I hate night driving in the rain.''Far to go?' She asked.'Further than I'd like in this weather.' I prevaricated without understanding why.'So why not stay over somewhere and drive on tomorrow.''Good idea, except that it's too late to. Those who use to see her must have wished to get laid with her and her figure was 34-26-36, I came to know later after I had fucked her, and I had the guts to ask her. So guys coming back to the story, any girls or aunties in Bhopal can contact me on my mail id and comments about the story are also welcome. Now since, we had to shop a lot, we use to leave the home early in morning and come late in night, this was a normal routine and my parents also did not have any problem since we were. I chuckled, “Not really. But, isn’t that the idea? To give them a show, to entice them, and to tease them?” I put on the robe without ties, took her hand, and led her out into the hall and to the stairway.We were both barefoot so our approach was silent. As we approached the kitchen, we could hear the two men talking. The closer we got, the more distinctly we could make out the conversation, even in their lowered tones. I stopped us before we got to the entry. They were talking about last.