The people were short and wiry, dark skinned with straight black hair. I continued across the open space toward a giant, stepped pyramid. Marching sti...fly up the stairs the smell of incense grew stronger, almost overpowering me as I reached the top. There, standing behind a tremendous black altar, stood a man who was undeniably a high priest of some sanguine religion. The tall, feathered mask that hid his features was his only raiment. Streaks of drying blood ran down his thin chest and drew. Fir main bhi let gya aunty ke sath TV band kar ke. Aunty ne sote hue pucha kya dekh rha tha. Main shoked ho gya or kaha kuch ni aunty. Aunty ne kaha tuje acha lagta hai kya ye channel. Maine kaha hanji aunty, vo boli us main kuch dikhta hai nifir kya acha. Muje bahut dar lag rha tha. Maine aunty se kaha aunty pls mummy ko mat bolna pls aunty sorry. Aunty ne kaha ok nahi bolti bus or aram se sone ko kaha fir main aaram se so gya. Tabi muje lga jaise muje kisi ne chuva hai aunty apni tang meri. Somehow they decided to date each other's friends, not just one though, all of their friends. At first I was a little alarmed at this. Then as I got accustomed to it I was so proud of my two that I could burst. They had figured a way for they and their friends to experience love and sex without much of the hurt and heartbreak every one else had had to go through. The concept was amazing and had some interesting side effects as well.One effect was that we met the other kids' parents. We already. Rising and walking to the other side of the bed, I slink out of my robe and slip beneath the tousled bed sheets. Adjusting the pillows behind my back in such a way as to press my chest outward. I can feel his gaze on my breasts that react at the mere thought of him. He reaches for the tray and sets it on the bed between us and we talk of all the things that have happened the past week. The highs the lows and life in general. Nibbling on the fruit and cheese as I sip my steaming coffee, he too.