However, i was in my usual army clothes as i always was. Paul and i were riding past his brother's house when Mike called us over.Mike was 23 and neve... did like me that much, but i was always bothing him about the Army. He spent some time in the service, and he was a regular customer at my dad's army surplus store. when we rode up into Mike's driveway, he was telling me how stupid i looked in all those clothes on such a hot day, when I took a look at his crotch. thats something i never did. "I know what you mean" she said, and poured more wine into her glass. "Want some more?" she said and filled up mine too. "Thanks" I said and took a sip. "I lived in Pittsburgh for fifteen years, and the first couple of months after I´d moved here I felt like I was being transformed into a different person. The heat and the atmosphere makes life so much more sensual. The body is experiencing more pleasure and it makes you a happier person. I think it´s as simple as that." "Makes sense" I said.. After few minutes she asked me to come inside and rub my back because i am not suppose to rub myself , i went to inside & saw my thulasi aunty, she was sitting in bath tub, washing her legs, after saw me, she immediately gave me brush to rub her back , while rubbing her back i just peeped the front portion of her body , wow wow what a sexy busty boobs there was a sexy cleavage , i didnt took any chance then i came out , i went to college, i cant concentrate in my studies i came back to home. So while he might have played with my feelings some and tweaked them here and there, they were still my own, and it was appropriate that I act on them without regard to my suspicions about their origin.And the mere fact that I could have such suspicions—as well as other (and considerably deeper) suspicions about not only his own motives and intentions but those of his presumptive fellows on whom he seemed to be counting for rescue—allayed my concern further. He hadn't taken me over, apparently.