Up until then I really hadn't said anything and just sat there looking at her. Aunt Margie smiled and said with a big grin:" I'll show you mine if you...ll show me yours," and started laughing again. I thought she was just joking until she reached around behind her and under her shirt and took her bra off. Then she stood up and pulled her blouse over her head. She was just standing there with her tits right in front of me. I thought my dick was going to burst out of my zipper! She then reached. I wasn't concerned about my livelihood or bills to pay. This was my life. It wasn't great, it wasn't flashy but it was mine. I helped make stories for those kids who sat at the back of the class, who no one ever wanted to sit with at lunch time, who couldn't talk to another person or didn't want to. I wanted to make something for the outcasts in the world and now . . . now I can't.All I could do for the present was to go home. I got into my car and decided to listen to my Final Fantasy playlist. She felt Aman’s head move back but she couldn’t move her body. She heard footsteps moving towards one side and then they stopped. What was happening? she wondered.“Get up”, she heard Aman say. She got up and sat at the table.“Remove the blindfold”, he ordered. She slowly raised her hands and took them off and opened her eyes. It felt weird to come back into reality. She couldn’t see Aman. Where was he?“Turn around”, came the voice.Aman was sitting at his boss’s chair, the one Amrita loved the. She drives, thundering down the road. The vibrations as she shifts through the gears are having a very arousing effect on me. She turns towards me and winks. I must look a sight with my hair blowing in the wind.We drive about twenty minutes to the next town and she pulls up in front of the Dairy Queen. Smiling, she hops out of the car and says “Come on, let’s get a treat”.As I slide out of her car, “I thought you were the treat.”She gives my bum a little slap and whispers “Later.”I follow Viv,.