I wasn't hurting anyone and she should have understood that. Butthat's the way it was I guess. I looked at the calendar thenrealized summer vacation w...as almost over! It was now only threeweeks before I was scheduled to hop the plane for home and saygoodbye to dear auntie for another year.And then it was three weeks later, and another Saturday! Aftermy trip to the dresser in Madge's room I had selected myfavorite outfit of hers. It was that black satin camisole andthe matching lace trimmed black. Her room was closed from outside and I was worried where she might have gone. Just then, I heard the main door open and Sanjana aunty came in with some groceries in her hand.She looked at me and said, “Oh! Sir woke up?” I said, “Ya aunty,” and held my head low.Sanjana aunty: So you remember what you did last night right?I was so embarrassed at that moment and apologized to her. I even begged her not to tell anyone. She finally said that it’s alright as we were both drunk at that time. she asked. The Steward for the bar came in and asked what I would like to drink, a beer would be great and he went round the other 3 passengers who were all flying 1st Class, and got their orders too, returning with our drinks, and telling us we could unbuckle and sit in the easy chairs if we wanted to..... I was happy to recline my seat and watch the inflight movie (The Blues Brothers) but fell asleep after about an hour. I was woken with my shirt open and a lovely pair of lips and teeth nibbling on my. Cocky, much? Leanne thought, but then couldn’t refuse his invitation to look her fill. She let her gaze slide down the strong column of his neck, pause at the small open vee at the base of his throat, where a hint of body hair tantalized her imagination, then continue down along the lean, hard torso that filled his dark shirt oh-so-well. The shirt wasn’t tucked in, and its tails parted enticingly over his crotch. There was most definitely a bulge there. His jeans were midnight-blue, and there.