I quickly dressed myself and scurried into my room, Aunty Lucy said nothing else to me, so in my mind I thought she would tell my uncle and I would be...in for a right bollocking when he got home. But this was not the case, my uncle returned home and mentioned nothing at the table as we sat down for dinner. The next day my uncle again went out, this time to a parish meeting. I was watching TV, when my aunty came and sat in the living room with me, and asked me if I thought what I had done. That's why I took you to a lingerie shop; I wanted to make sure that I was wrong. But I wasn't, quite the opposite! The way you touch me, every part of my body, it's amazing" she explained. Her confrontation was making me horny."But you're my sister, isn't this wrong?" I cursed myself for saying that but I had to make sure that she wanted me too."I am sure. I've been waiting for this moment for too long. I don't ever want this to end!" "What do you mean?" I used to wear tight clothes, changing. Aur meri tisri chiti behan jiska nam mehnaaz hai.uski umar ki hai uska figure 32 26 34 hai.woh school me 10th class padrahi hai. Mai gharme sabse jyada meri dusri behan falakhnaaz se close rehata hun.humlog study karte wakht mil ke baith ke padai kartey thy.lekin mujhe kya patatha ke ye padai hame chdai tak leke jaye ga.chalo doston mai tumhe apni behan ke figure aur uske sexy body ke bare me batata hun.falak ka hight 5.7 hai rang ekdam gora.lambe ghane bal jaise kaoi kali ghata ho,ankhe jaise. Fatima had no idea what that even meant and felt stupid for asking him to elaborate. When she realized that he basically wanted her to sleep with other men and him with other women, she packed her bags and left. Her parents didn't believe her and claimed she was weak and didn't know the first thing about being a woman. Either way, she asked Waseem for a divorce and he gladly obliged, saying that he couldn't live with a boring prude for the rest of his life.Four years later, and she was still.