I could see through the gap that it created, the firmness of her breast and the red bra that she was wearing. I found reasons to go to that end of the...office regularly during the course of the day and on two or three occasions I caught a glimpse of the gap that formed between her breast and her bra, hoping to catch sight of the top of her nipple. Unfortunately the shadow just prevented me from seeing my prize. On one occasion she was stood facing the copier with her back towards me. I marvelled. She knew Aunt Martha planned on meeting her lover that day, but had it already happened and Aunt Martha was gone, or was she still there? She was only a minute or so behind Uncle Avery and when she came in the door she found him standing motionless, staring at the spectacle in front of him. She stood behind him for a moment or two and watched him watch Aunt Martha and her young lover, who oblivious to what was going on around them, rutted on the floor like two dogs in heat. KM stepped up beside. Usne bataya ki wo Hydrabaad ki hai wo yaha ghar se bhag kar aayi hai pyaar ke chaakar me par us laddke ne use dokha dediya wo ghar wapas nahi jana chahti use yah 6 month ho gaye hai yaha.aab maine aur time weast karna nahi chahata tha.Neha uthi aur apne kapde utarne lagi usne t shrit utari fir jens aab wo black bra aur black less wali panty me thi wo inti gori thi kahi bi koi daag uske badan par nahi tha bra aur panty me wo aur masum lag rahi thi kuch sarmate hue apni ghuki nigaho se wo mujhe. My brain had been wired differently in the womb than most people's, my subconscious mind operated under the assumption that I was inherently unlovable and intrinsically without value despite how much work I'd done on myself, no matter how many rituals I'd performed, regardless of how many pages I'd written in my journal or affirmations I'd recited in the mirror, even in spite of how wonderful I believed myself to be in my heart. I'd taken tremendous strides toward healing and I had shown marked.