.sorry. I’m still....I’m still not used to...this ... sort of thing” I stammered pointing at her pale glowing body. “Well I don’t know about... you but I could use something to eat. Are we going to cook something here or get fast food?”I hadn’t put much thought into breakfast. As matter of fact I couldn’t think of much at all. The blood had drained from my head to my rapidly growing member as I tried to memorize every inch of her body, as if she was going to run away or disappear. My stone silence. Uncle works as a university professor and aunty is a government teacher. Aunty is around 36 years and her name is Naaz. Aunty’s daughter Soha is 12 years old and she is studying in 8th. It was last year in the month of April, soha had her exams and she was poor in maths. So aunty came to our house and requested me to teach her maths. I agreed. And from next day soha used to come daily around 5 pm. One day Soha came and said that her mother has called me for lunch on next day. I told my mom and. If you need more, let me know."When Tom told me he saw Joyce leaving my room, I thought that would happen, and I had told Joyce not to come to my room at night. I was glad that it was Tom and not my Uncle who saw her. She seemed to be obsessed with my penis. She came into my room and wanted to suck it and play with it. I was a sixteen-year-old guy, and that was a dream come true, but I was afraid that we would get caught. Two or three weeks later, Joyce told me she had a girlfriend coming over. People came to see me on a reglar basis mainly my own family and friends but on one perticular occasion a friends mother came to see me which in its self was strange to me as i had only really met her a few times and then we hardly spoke when we did meet but she sat on the chair next to my bed and explained that my friend had asked her to come in and see me because he couldnt make it because he was working to much to come in and was worried about me.We started chating about nothing really just.