"You're not wearing the Eye because you are in it, in the deepest parts that even my daughter doesn't know about", the woman said as she washed hersel...f. "I'm in the medallion", Jack repeated, then he realized something."Wait, you said your daughter? Does that mean you're Aphrodite", he asked. "I am", she said as she sat up and washed her breasts. "What do I have to do to prove my worth to the stone? I want to keep its power", Jack said, remembering what Helen told him about the stone testing. They would carry me through. Livy was staying for a week. For three days I hardly saw her. She spent most of the days over with Gram and Gramps. She was even sweetly cooking dinner for them. Marge was working. She and I would have our dinner together when she got home. Usually takeout, since I didn't cook and Marge was tired from work. I was home alone during the day, beating my meat while I surfed the web for porn. On the fourth night I was not sleeping well. I was just lying there listening. Seeing a blank and questioned face she asked “ tum pehchaan bhi nahi rahe ho kya”. But how could I identify her , she has grown to a full curved sex bomb from a little girl which I remembered. And while she was talking I was struggling hard not to stare her boobs. But all my efforts where in vain, I can draw out the curve of the bra behind that thin t shirt which she was wearing. Her round face with curl falling on from her forehead was keeping me engaged and I was just tongue tied. My mother. Maine usi din man bana lia ki ye loda mai jaroor lungi.Baat aage bhadhi or usne mujhe propose kia mai jhat se maan gai us samay meri chhochi kuch 32 ki rahi hogi.aakhir wo din aa hi gaya jab maine use apne ghar bulaya us se lipat gai or wo bhi mujhe pyar karne laga issi beech usne meri choochi ko dabaya or maine us ke bade se khade ho chuke lode ko sehlaya wo aise phanphana raha tha jaise pant hi phad dega tabhi maine us ka loda chhadi se bahar nikal ke sehlane lagi bada garam, mota or kada.