Aur main bhi ghabra ke waapas jaake Sumit ke saath so gaya. Subah jab main utha toh aunty kitchen mein thi aur Sumit ghar pe nahi tha.Mujhe bahut ajee...b lag raha tha ki main kya baat karunga aunty se. Tabhi aunty ayi mere paas aur boli, “Raj, please jo bhi tumne dekha uska zikar kisi se mat karna.” Maine kaha, “Aunty nahi karunga, aap dont worry.” Fir aunty aur main uss din se close friends ban gaye.Aunty ne mujhe chat pe bataya ki unke husband jabse Dubai shift hue hain unhe khud ko satisfy. After what seemed like hours, but I'm sure were only minutes, Dad slowed his frantic pumping long enough to hook one of the chairs with his foot, and drag it over to them.Then, once again, he grabbed a tit in each hand and was back to squeezing them as hard as he could, using them to direct her motions!Bent over the back of the chair, Her long, sweat damp grey hair flailing with each of my father's slow, powerful thrusts, she begged him to stop as he continued to slap and grope at her. I started going into the need for compatibility between donor and recipient and their mother told me the tests had all been done and they were a match.She gave me the name of the doctor who had the charts and I called. They were like identical twins. He was sending the charts over.I went back in and gave then a quick rundown. I told Les to get in a wheelchair because we had to verify some of the tests.Les started to give me some crap about the wheelchair and I guess I tore into her. She got. ??You?? Shannon asked quizzically, ?have been on this thing???Yes, I am one of the regular models for the exhibit. I am a student like you. I am working on my doctoral thesis and this is credit for my research project. Our normal curator had to attend to some business in Lithuania, and since I had a good visa, good education, good English, and had knowledge of the exhibit’s presentation, I was offered to come on this tour as the substitute curator. You understand, yes??Shannon nodded.?Okay,.