“Daa, please….. Aarodum parayaruthu…. Enikku valiya nanakkedakum….” “Sari..sari.., njanayittu auntikku nanakkedonnum undakkunnilla…pore.....” “Ok..athumathi…” We took the lunch. It started raining in the afternoon.My grandmother called from her sister’s home that she was coming on the next day only. I again felt happy that I will get aunty alone till that evening and on next day morning. It was heavy rain with lightning. Me and aunty were sitting in the drawing room and chatting. Then came a loud. " She held his gaze until eventually he nodded in acceptance."What about you?" The leg's broken and burnt a bit, it's quite sore. These," indicating her arm and hand, " are pretty superficial. I think the scars on my leg are going to be pretty obvious, though," she finished with a grimace."Oh, God, I'm sorry to hear that," Simon said, his concern showing in his voice."Oh, I think I'd had enough of primping myself for the modelling anyhow, Simon. Chris and I are getting married soon." Simon. Go figure! So she may have just told her I was a friend. It could have been that I was a lousy fuck, and after a few weeks she decided the best way to get rid of me was to toss me some one else's pussy. If that was the case, she must not have cared much for Rachael.At any rate, I was standing in my bedroom, feeling the hair of my balls tickle the inside of my thighs, my dick bobbing up and down as I moved, staring down at a nineteen year old stretching her naked legs out on my bed. I almost. Stefan didn't fail to see the gleam of greed in his companion's eyes."There are no survivors in the manor," Gregor started just as Stefan knew he would. "There are no more heirs and no witnesses. We have found abandoned wealth and by all legal requirements, it is ours to keep, Stefan."Stefan nodded his head in partial agreement, but not enough to show clear acquiescence. Gregor was acting true to form; he loved money and what he could do with it. The man missed his father's own manor and.