Mene apna land aunty ki bur par rakh diya or aunty ki bur par gisne laga voh boli aab dal bhi do mere siyan syad aunty ko apny hubby se chudwate wqut ...cnle saiyan bolthi hogi hitna tadpaonge .mere raj mene kaha aunty meri tadpne me hi maja he meri jaan or mene dhakka lagake aunty ki phaili hui bur me mene land ko 3inch tak gusha diya.wow chilai.uuuuuuuuuuu uiui i maama sss amin dhakke marna bandh kiya voh saant ho gayi or mene aunty ko kiss karna suru kar diya thodi der baad mene phir dhire. All I could do was smile and wink at her as I returned to making breakfast. By now the coffee was ready and Phyllis made 4 cups, one for each of us. As the table was being set, Jim and Mary came downstairs from the bedrooms. Seeing food was about ready they took their prospective seats. Both had sheepish looks on their faces, like the cat that ate the canary. After we ate, I headed back upstairs to start making beds and getting the bedrooms ready. Mary went to the laundry room to make sure. It's nice, and definitely better than holding hands, but somehow not quite as nice as the upper-arm hug when we're sitting.My growing taller was going to make Julia's hugging style a little harder for her, but it shouldn't make much difference. Otherwise I'm extremely happy about growing taller. With the baggy clothes I wear hiding that I'm skinny, taller makes me look less of a wimp. I was heartily sick of years of being vulnerable and victimized, so every inch of non-wimpishness that I could. My heart started beating fast and was excited to see her. She came in a red off-shoulder top and blue jeans with hairs open and goggles on eyes. She was looking so stunning. My mouth was open and eyes seeing her without blinking. She came near me and asked, “Are you Vicky?”Her voice was so sweet. I got totally lost. She asked me once again. And somehow I came back my senses and said yes I am Vicky. She gave me side hug and welcomed me. Wow the first touch of her. It was so awesome. I felt not.