...tell me anything, tell me a story of what you did in college, tell me how you were sleeping with other girls....or anything...ANYTHING, just let me...lie here and not do anything!" Anything? Any kind of story? You are going to listen at least, right? Cause it won't work if you not at least acting like your listening!", I explained.She snapped back, "YES, anything, just let me lay here! I will listen or at least act like I am listening!"I never had been the storyteller before, and I was really. One day recently I seen Aunty having bath and slightly did not close the door but I was not able to see clearly since it was shady due to treesI decided to come out and sit in the steps to see her more clearly, without sleeping in the afternoon I was sitting on the steps as if relaxing with my towel without underwear exposing my cock to her while she was having bath,I was able see her naked body but the door was not wide open, she can see me and I can see her slightly only, see most of her body. “Cos David Beckham were on the advert, and ‘e’s fuckin’ lush” explained Maddy as she pulled the top off. She leant forward and started to write on my stomach… D…I…C…K…L…E…S…S, with an arrow pointing down at my groin. The women cheered and mobile phone camera flashes went off like a strobe light. The pictures would have been uploaded to facebook before the laughter had even died down. Maddy passed the pen to Kelly who was next to her and I could smell her BO as she leaned in to write 'WANKER'. While we were eating, Avni excused herself and said that she’ll be back in a moment. Thinking that she might be going to the bathroom, I continued eating.When even after five minutes that Avni didn’t return back, I suspected foul play and went to take a look on what’s happening. As soon as I came near the bedroom, I over-heard Avni talking to someone on the phone. Her conversation was continuing as follows: “….. woh toh theek hai par maine tumhein kitni baar mana kiya hai ki mere mobile par mat.