She pressed the light button on her watch three times, then passed out from the pain that was blossoming through her abdomen.Frank finally convinced B...�la to get up. He took the bandages off her stomach. There was scar tissue, but other than that, she was healed. He helped her dress and guided her into the kitchen with the others. She didn’t want to go.“Jake’s in there,” she explained, frightened of his earlier reaction.“That’s all right,” Frank told her, “I told him I’d kill him if he didn’t. That wasn’t the case anymore though.You on the other hand were not that lucky. You stood at a slightly taller 5’6, and since your parents enrolled you into the same Swim and dance classes Stacy was in, you never developed much mass, instead getting a similarly toned figure. Any muscle you did have was focused around your legs, and unfortunately your ass as well. Hair also never seemed to be an issue, despite your mixed South Asian heritage, and Stacy always complained how such smooth, dark skin. I cursed her all the way home. I lay awake at night thinking of all the ways I could get even with her. Slashing her tires kept coming to mind, but I kept rejecting that one as not being good enough. Besides, that seemed awfully juvenile. For the same reasons I rejected spray painting various names for her on her house, writing her a nasty letter and mooning her although my younger brother thought that to be a good one.I knew though, that I had to do something. Each day was the same for me. My. Mere age 19 saal he aur aunty ke age 30 he aur bahot he sexy dikte he aur unka figure to kya batao yaro 36-28-36 he too me sede story pe aata hu mere aunty ka name piyu he hamare ghar aur piyu ke ghar kuch 10min ka distance he so me daily jaya karta tha aunty ke ghar. Vo aksar ghrpe sadi he pente the ek din jab me collage se unke gharpe gaya tab vo shayad naharhe the unone puche konhe to me bola karan tab unone darvaja khokla aur bola jalde se aandar aaja aur vo darvaje ke peche chupi hui the..