Aunty dikhne me normal thi. Ghane kale bal jo unhone hair clip se bandh ke rakhe the. Unka color fair tha. Unhone salwar kameej peni thi. Bato bato me...aunty ne bataya unke mister benglore me kam karte hai and unke sasural wale pune me rehthe hai to vo unse milne ke liye pune aayi thi. Unke 2 bachche the jo school jate the blah blah… Hare ek story ki tarah ye aunty widow ya divorcee nahi thi. To hum dono ke beech kuch hone ka bilkul chance hi nahi tha. HahaHamari bus karib 9 baje ke aaspas khana. I pulled back and looked inside her again, then she offered me the pipe, which was choked with wet, sticky brown resin from the melted crack that had dripped down inside. I took the end of the pipe in my mouth and Erica flicked the lighter for me, moving the flame up and down along the last inch of the pipe to vaporize the chocolatey goo. Instantly the pipe filled with thick white smoke. Some people call this gooey material the "caviar," saying that crack of this color & consistency is purer. Maybe we can write a story based on that, or we could wait after a few more days. There are lots more ways to have sex other than what we just did. I can teach you what your Dad likes to do, if you want?”“I believe I will not be getting soft, at all, for the next two weeks, Lisa,” I said to her. “You said that you write stories, under what Pen Name?”“I don’t think you are ready to read one of mine, quite yet. I use codes you have probably never used yourself. I need to break you in past vanilla. ”Corec nodded, then pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly. There’d be time later to ask her how she’d done it.He turned back to the elf. “Are you all right?”The woman’s eyes darted around at the carnage, then focused on her friend. “Boktar!”The dwarf had slumped onto his side during the fight. He managed to move his hand and grunt, but didn’t say anything.The girl looked back at Corec, a crazed look on her face. “What are you doing to me?” she shouted.“What do you mean? I’m not doing.