Or check yourself in. I can call the hospital and talk to someone. There’s a doctor I know in trauma there who can grease the skids.”“I do NOT w...ant to check into a hospital, Al!” I protested.“Do you have a friend, co-worker, or someone like that you can call?”Oh, I did, and there was an obvious answer seven floors below. But the very suggestion Al was making risked bringing on a third near-syncopal event! I wondered how Hans would react to a call in the middle of the night, and decided he’d. She slipped out as nimbly as a kitten, not wanting drops. Constantly moving as she talked mom got me some breakfast and started explaining her ground rules. HER? I thought I was the man, I set the rules. As usual, I was wrong. Once she had cereal and milk in front of me, she sat across the table from me and started telling me how we were going to live. One thing dad had drilled into me, "don't argue, listen, let the other side talk themselves out, then start."Honey, last night was wonderful, I. They were going for 3 days and as she was alone uncle asked me to stay at night at their home as Sonia aunty used to fear a lot. As usual I never say no to them. It was weekend and I was totally free so I also does the marketing for her.It was the first night to stay with her, she was wearing a blue saree and her hairs were flaunting. She used to look like a 25 year young girl even though she was 38. I asked aunty about her day and she said it was very good and she watched tv whole day, then. She was standing near the door. I just went behind her and tried to embrace her. The moment I did so, she jumped and started pushing me away and said what are you doing??? She was stern in her voice and pushed me very strongly. But I didn’t let her go. She said all sorts of things like – This is not right. I am your aunty and aunty is like a mother. This will spoil your studies etc. But I held her firmly. And kissed on her back and neck and tried to hold her boobs. She resisted with all the.