The last thing in the worldhe wanted was to flirt with two jerks in a Jeep. Heck, he didn't wantto flirt with anyone, not dressed like this. He shoo...k his head. "I'mnot flirting. There is no way I'm flirting. I am NOT flirting with twoguys in a Jeep. No way. Never." Yes, you are." I'm not." You're going to flirt because I want you to and this is my car and youwant me to drive you to the airport. Embarrassing guys like that is amoral imperative. Now stop whining and follow my lead or. I will share those stories later. As we prepared to leave next day my dad asked me to take my mil along as she had no one to stay with. I had to agree as my aunt was ready for the same.Now lemme tell you that my mil was only 36 when I got married and had been a widow for more than 8 years. She was perfect in her figure and very sexy. When we returned my aunt and mil started to prepare for my suhaagraat. I objected cause my wife was very young on which my aunty commanded of having it done with. I heard a strange female voice asking, ” where is he????? ”, mom;” arjuu!!, come out!!!”.I stepped out to be witnessed by a bunch of ladies in various age group. There was a commotion which sounds like ”he is grown up”.Suddenly an old lady wearing lot of ornament and jewels came in to the scene evereyone including my mom bowed down to her there were two female guards guarding her with rifle in their hands, she looked at me up and down, and with a stern look come closer to me and spontaneously. " Stay out of his San Francisco?" Angela laughed. "I know." That's the one." The woman had reached her clothes and now she opened her purse, reaching inside while she kept her eyes on Angela.I started moving even before I saw the gun exploding to life in her fist. The woman had pulled it out and aimed it at me in a fraction of a second. I'd moved to my right, towards the windows, using the teleportation trick to move a dozen feet in the time it took for the bullets to cross the room. Two fat.