She came inside and saw in the bra ,and she told to adjust properly, and she made the adjustment ,while making the adjustment she slowly started to ma...sage by boobs ,I am not able control that kick I told her to leave me ,hearing that she left me ,and she gave 4 no.s of bras on that day, and also she was not able do anything because their children are there,During the quarterly exam leave days their children went to their grandpa house which is some 250 kms from Chennai ,like wise she invited. Rachel popped back up on the monitor, this time on her knees, crawling towards the camera. I paused it. In the background behind her-NO. It couldn’t be. My hand hovered over the mouse, unable to resume the video. Not much of it was visible, and I suddenly felt very stupid for not having noticed before, but the couch behind her looked a particular shade of burgundy. Specifically, it looked the particular shade of burgundy that upholstered the couch in my uncle’s living room. I pressed play,. ..are you ok” I said actually worried for a second. “Aunt Jane please”, she sternly replied, the school teacher in her I assumed, before sadly announcing that her ‘sister’ my make believe ‘Aunt Geraldine' had passed away suddenly that morning. “Oh, Mr Clay that’s awful” said a sympathetic Emma before attempting to console me by rubbing my arm, and I looked at the mischievous Jane in front of me who had a sparkle in her eye that I seen before. “I’m sorry for your loss Aunt Jane” I muttered out. As I sat nursing my drink, I decide to approach “my conquest” to see what she is about. My chance came sooner than expected. She heads toward the ladies room. I follow a ways behind. When I entered, all of the six stalls are occupied. The bathroom attendant busied herself by handing out paper towels, and peddling her basket of perfumes, mouthwash and extra goodies, to the steady stream of patrons who would tip her at the sinks. I waited, letting waiting women pass in front of me, to see which.