She was still in the clothing she'd worn today: not exactly haute couture, but tasteful and businesslike and actually quite flattering, at least in my...estimation. Of course, my thinking could be colored because she was my friend, she smiled, she was intelligent, and I wasn't a person who NEEDED to see something out of a swimsuit calendar to think a woman attractive. I told her so. "Brenda, stop beating yourself up. You're very happily attractive..." Thank you," she said, punctuating her rods. To my surprise it’s my aunt she asked where is your mom.I just greeted her in saying she went to village so she caught my bulge and gave naughty smile saying ” full maja na aagidre” I was shocked and asked what maja she said party or something with friends so I said nothing like that .I asked her to have a seat so I get her a juice . I went to get a juice and she just entered my room holy shit my short was lying there with pre cum on it . I was speechless just gave her juice and while receiving. .Next morning I woke up late and get down in d hall for some breakfast everyone was done with breakfast I was alone left and I saw my sis in her nighty and strtd telling bad felling about her ,she was on phone texting someone and suddenly one idea clicked my mind and I made a fake wechat account ,i know she use wechat for chating and took her phone when she was busy in daily chores and saw her id and started messaging her from that nightFirst 2days she didnt reply me back as I was some stranger. Doctor Skinner, no relation to the behavioral psychologist, told mom that she would clear me to go home, but to keep an eye on me. Not long after that, I was dressed in some sweats my mom brought for me and being wheeled out to mom’s car. Dad had been there but couldn’t stay due to work. I understood and knew I would see him and hear about his worries about my injury and fall when he got home. Hopefully, I would be able to assure him that I was fine and there was nothing to trouble himself.