Me: Thank you, aunty. I thought you won’t come.Bhavana: Well, I thought so. But I changed my mind.Me: What made you do so?Bhavana: If I won’t come..., a healthy relationship spoils between our two families. And I do not want to do it.While talking to Bhavana aunt, Swamy uncle interrupted us. Beside him was a 20-year-old cheek who looked exactly like Bhavana.Swamy: Congrats on your success, my boy. I am very proud of you. Meet our daughter, Neha.Neha: Congrats, Bava! (Basically, ‘Bava’ means. As if his dark presence is enough to make my knees weak i start to feel light headed. Guiding me to the bed he starts to remove some of my clothes. First the shoes and the the skirt. The feel of the material sliding down my skin is like a slow electric jolt running down my legs. The shirt is next he slowly unbuttons my shirt. I think he does it deliberately slow. Agonizingly slow. As i lie there in my most alluring bra and pantie set. I close my eyes. I start to feel his hands running over my. I lay my things down and he heads straight for the window. He closes the blinds. I turn to him, removing my boots and we chit chat; how was the drive, how’s the folks, etc. When I drop my coat, I reveal a piece of lingerie he bought me a while back. He was pleasantly surprised to see the crotchless, breast-cut-out white lacy teddy with baby blue bows at the shoulder straps. He grabs me around my waist, kisses me softly, then snatches my arm and yanks me down to my knees. With his hand on my. I could hear water running in the en suite so I guessed Joanna was in the shower. She was humming quietly to herself, an unrecognisable tune, but the effect was incredibly endearing all the same. It didn’t sound as though she had any regrets about the previous night.Soon after the water stopped running, Joanna emerged from the en suite wearing her prom dress. “I feel really skanky wearing yesterday’s underwear,” she said, “but I’ve got a change of clothing at my friends’ house.”I bit back any.