I got angry on my aunt. There is wonderful romance is going between me and mom and my aunt disturbed it. Honestly I am not understanding what’s happ...ening. I was in paradise. I never thought that I will have these feeling on my mom.We reached Delhi. I was bored of aunt’s description about her house. I thought she is exaggerating but when I reached her house I was shocked to see her house. It’s a very big house. I saw these type of houses in movies only. Then I thought that why she is taking. Throwing her arms around her pay-for-play lover she gave him a deep, hungry kiss.“Can we go right to the bedroom?”“I’m here for you, Annabelle, as you wish.”Down her barn red hallway, past the exquisite antique paintings Grant had given her, she came into their bedroom with her exotic toy and for a moment stared at the closed closet.Then in a voice, she thought would make Grant have to lean in a bit to hear through the door, Annabelle said, “Dexter, please, I just can’t wait to see you with. “Your ‘grandmother’?” I asked with a look of incredulity on my face.She laughed and the bells of heaven sounded, “Well — my grandmother many, many times removed. But I just call her my grandmother. I used to talk to my actual grandmother about Aurora, l’Comtesse, before my real grandmother passed away. I always felt as if I had a connection with the Comtesse, despite the generations. It was one of the ways that I improved my French, my grandmother and I sitting in her parlor reading and. I fold back my ears and let my tongue slide across his face once again. I know how mad he gets when I do not make it outside for my release. It was infuriating how I am the one that gets chastised when he has control of the entry and exit of our home.After another long lick his hands reach up and rub the scruff of my neck and up behind my ears. “Alright, alright, go on”, his voice beamed. Damn how good it felt when he got behind my ears. I turn myself around and brush his face and shoulder with.