From the first drink he buys her, to the dancing, to the conversation that we have. The cab ride to the hotel, him slowly undressing her, seeing, touc...ing, tasting her most intimate places, but the thing that turns me on most is the scent of the evening. Psychologists are now telling us that “Our sense of smell and our emotional experience are fundamentally interconnected, bi-directionally communicative and functionally the same.” and that our sense of smell also triggers our memory. What ever. "Why are there fresh stitches in this wound, Kevin?" Doctor Phaisal wasn't given to much small talk. He went straight to work when he came into the examining room.My head injury wasn't healing quickly because I kept hitting it on things, so that's what I told him. "I had two times when I hit my head and it bled. The last time was when I tripped and fell, and hit it on a wooden sidewalk." No need to tell him everything.He considered my answer and then said, "Don't do that anymore. Even though. Are you o.k.?"Her question threw me off balance again. I cleared my throat and said, "Yeah, I'm o.k., I guess." Would you like some help right now?" I barely paused before nodding my head in the affirmative, and she responded by gracefully turning knees and ankles together, putting her feet to the deck and standing. She reached for my hand, pulled me upright, then led me toward the house. She slid the screened door to my bedroom open, leading me inside and closing the screen behind us. She. .as she sat beside me by the smell of her body made my penis erected … While I was starring at her assets initially she began to cover her boobs and navel with her sari…i was sitting on window seat while aunty sat beside me … First i had no intention of seducing her .. After few minutes i went to sleep and was leaning on aunties shoulder she didn’t resist me …Suddenly due to speed breaks I jumped..and woke up .. When came to my senses ..I was smelling aunty very closely …and woke up from aunty.