The next day was Friday and it was my weekend off, we work every fourth weekend, there being four of us in the stores, on my way home on Fridays I mee...t aunty, and we come home together, via the supermarket, me helping her carry the shopping. Mum had tea ready once I had put away all the shopping, I do that as I`m a storeman and know where it all goes. We sat and ate together, and I asked if “tonight I was going to see aunties titty`s,” laughing aunty said “why, did I want to see her titty`s. He got a drink, opened a window to watch her and opened her TextEdit program. ‘Good evening, Mei. Have fun with Markéta?’ She was so happy to see the writing appear. Being without him felt like she was missing an organ, something big and important, like half a lung or a liver. ‘Yeah, I’m afraid you’ll have to get accustomed to living in the poor house.’ ‘How are the clothes?’ ‘Beautiful, expensive, very high-quality.’ ‘Good, just like you.’ ‘I am turning out to be very expensive, not sure. My name is kapil and I am from Bhopal, this is my 2nd part of story is which I sex with shivi daughter of seema aunty (my neighbor ). I got some mails as unknown sender saying that your story was good but not better and I replied to them.. sorry I cant fulfill ur hope. I m not the good writer but better on somewhere.. so begin the next part of the story of seema’s aunty daughter shivi.Ab me story hindi me bataoga coz its feels more comfortable in our language..or meine last story me kaha tha ki. T sort of way. I almost choked in laughter, wanting to crack a joke like ‘I pity the fool who touches my strippers!’ but kept myself from it. She slid across the side of the booth and sat next to me. The bouncer smiled, ‘You have 15 minutes sir.’ He closed the curtains and stood outside of them. She smiled at me. I melted. I was touching her…well almost. Her leg was touching mine, but I could almost hear her heartbeat. ‘Desire…..’ I said turning to her. She turned towards me. She leaned.