V. dekhne lag gaya thodi der me anty chai lekar aayi fir hum tino chi pine lage lekin meri najar toAunty ke boobs par tik gayi thi tabhi anty ne kaha ...aj to me puri thak chuki hu pura badan dard kar raha he to maine kaha kya me apke pair daba du to anty ne fat se ha kah di Fir anty muje apne bedroom me le gayi aur uncle main room t.v. dekh rahe the fir maine anty ke pairo ke panjo par oil lagaya aur acupressure tarike se uske foot ka masaj kiya anty ne kaha tumhare hatho me to jado he meri puri. I had figured their was several shoe stores in the mall and I was sure I would find a pair. I put on my summer dress since it was a very hot day outside and headed for the mall. At 35 years old and a mom of two I still had a very attractive body. I checked out two stores right away and neither had what I was looking for. I really wanted a shoe that would absorb all the jumping I was doing in aerobics class. I tried one of the big shoe stores in the mall, but that was a no go also.I knew their. Oh, wow, when she sighed she really got my attention. Let me put it another way, I was sure two of the buttons in the front of her snug blouse would pop off, but of course they didn’t. Now you know one reason I hate Mondays. ‘You’re Mr. Stud?’ her small voice quivered. ‘That’s what it says on the door, lady. What can I do for you?’ I know what I would have liked to do, but figured getting her name first would be polite. ‘First tell me who you are.’ ‘Smith, yeah, Joan Smith.’ ‘OK, Joan Smith,. . or something."Antoine smiled. Her words, her gestures, her every move was suggestive of sex, and had been since the first day she had walked into this house on the arm of Uncle Gaston better than a year ago, replacing his former mistress. Her capacity had been obvious, her duties nil... except to cater to the master's personal and private needs... whatever they might be. Antoine only knew that he didn't blame his Uncle; after all, he was human and Aunt Yolande had been ill for at least a.