Rahul jaan gaya aur bola: Kya hua aunty batao to… ayse kyu sharma rahi ho?Kavita Rahul ke thook se sane lund ko dheere dheere hilati hui boli: Mmmm�...� ab kya karna hai?Rahul: Aap bade ho aap ko to sab pata hai, aap batao.Kavita kuch boli nahi aur fir uth khadi hui. Rahul ko muskurahat deti hui Kavita apni nighty ko pakad upar ki. Aur apni nangi janghe dikhati hui sofe par chadne lagi.Pahle ek ghutna Rahul ke kamar ke ek taraf aur fir uski naavi ke upar aa baithi aur boli: Bina bole bhi to kar. I may pay that being of a visit to that being of one of these here neighborhood community soup-kitchens, &/or food-pantries sometime today if I myself being of that of my person, or that being of the person of my same self however said can, or could possibly only wake up in time to get there regardless of certain, or particular rather obnoxious, & scary looking real life monsters of characters within that being of the building where I myself am presently at disrupting, or interrupting that. I can smell you, you fill my senses making my body tingle…it is always like this when I am near you. Even as you sleep. I turn toward you, burying my face deep in your chest and inhale…that smell. I caress you, my hands searching all over your body, feeling complete only when I touch you. You stir, ever so slightly, enough to slide your hands down my sides. I kiss you again, slowly sliding down your body…kissing you lightly over and over. Kissing you lower and lower, sliding my fingertips. I was dumbfounded, wondering what was now going to happen to me. There was no use panicking, I was strapped tightly to a chair sucking on a rubber cock. I had to resign myself to whatever fate that she had planned for me. As soon as she was satisfied that I was completely covered, she wheeled me out of the room, down a corridor, and out the front door. I was petrified that aomeone would recognise me, but I needn´t have worried. To everyone else I just looked like a normal person in a.